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Chapter 38 - Saintess Or Devil? [I]

Lucius pushed himself out of the wall, sighing quietly as dust rolled off his shoulder. 

His ribs still stung from the impact, his body complaining in sharp pulses every time he moved. 

This was exactly what he meant. 

She could attack him in the split of a second, and there was nothing he could do to keep up.

He wasn't as high ranked as that yet, which meant he needed to be putting a lot of work in.

'Really annoying,' he thought while wiping the corner of his lips where saliva had slipped out. 

The floor was cracked beneath his feet, a nice reminder of how wide the power gap really was. 

'Maybe I should try keeping Infinity on at all times.' He thought.

But then again, manipulating space constantly could fry his brain into mush.

'I need an automatic healing skill,' he muttered inwardly, rubbing his temples.

Something passive, something that wouldn't leave him looking like a ragdoll every time an S-rank decided to sneeze in his direction.

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