[The duration of immortality is over.]0

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The worst notification window emerged as Kraugel was about to strike Grid’s neck with White Fang. Was he going to lose? But Grid still had a trump card.0

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[Braham’s soul, which lost a great deal of power from closing the hell door, has woken up from his sleep!]0

[The cooldown time of Assimilation is over!]0

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“Shield.”0

Jjeejeeeong!0

The moment that Assimilation was used, a shield blocked Kraugel’s attack and Grid was convinced of his victory. Until Braham opened his mouth.0

“This is a talent from the heavens. But you are still young.”0

‘Stop making noise and use a spell!’0

Grid shouted, but Braham trusted his shield. He believed it would never be broken and summoned a flame. It wasn’t magic of a particular form. It was simply flames made of pure magic power. Grid’s mana was almost empty, so it was impossible to use a spell.0

‘Well, this is enough.’0

The man in front of Braham was also in a bad state. A light attack was possible....0