Under the previous indiscriminate healing from the power of the true spirit, Bobota survived the physical collapse.
However, those things that did not belong to him were all drained away, leaving only an extremely thin humanoid skeleton covered with only a layer of flesh.
Although the situation looks very bad, in Angel's opinion, Bobota still has a breath of life, which is at least better than complete death.
"Bobota." Angel called softly.
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Popota felt extremely weak.
He was unable to move under the pressure of the will of the abyss, and the continuous rainstorm kept washing away his filthy body. In the thinking space, cracks appeared in the magic source, and all the energy inside was lost.
Popota smiled bitterly.
The previous strength seemed to be just an illusory dream that lasted for several days.
After waking up from the dream, it is the cruelest reality.
Chapter completed!