The liquid gold continuously bubbles, and since falling into the Golden Pool, the King of Gold has vanished without a trace.
Nose bridge broken.
The King of Gold can no longer remember how long it's been since he last felt pain. Yet, more perplexing than the injury from the direct hit was Ethan's method that hit him.
He heard the roaring emergence of lightning elements, and immediately activated his powers. Logically, this should have been just another attack dodged with ease like before, but this time, the powers of space-time did not keep him from harm.
This is some type of magic unknown to him, something even Merlin could never accomplish in his lifetime.
The powers of space-time stem from the Goddess; logically, under her protection, nothing in this world should be able to harm them!
"You—you actually hit him! Phew—!"
Cynthia's eyes widened in disbelief; she gasped deeply.
