Little Tyrant Doesn’t Want to Meet with a Bad End - Chapter 606.2

Shrouding Fog had arrived just as he was about to make his move once more, but the truth was that he couldn’t afford to make another move.

No matter how great the determination he had mustered, he couldn’t overcome the limitations of his condition. He had to pay a terrible price to defeat Banjol, and that had left him on the verge of death. That was also why he was so agitated when the Egg of the Beast God reappeared, for he didn’t have the strength to fight it anymore.

Even so, Roel still chose to confront his enemy.

The ones fighting on this battlefield weren’t just soldiers whom he had no ties with, but his close friends and lovers. Nora had practically gathered everyone she could trust, because she knew how difficult the fight was going to be.

Despite the great distance between them, he could spot many familiar figures—Kurt, Brittany, Juliana, Selina, Geralt, and many others whom he had met in the academy. They were here to save him.

To be honest, Roel was touched beyond words.

Humans only had one life, and this held true even in the Sia Continent. Marching straight into the enemy’s encampment to confront the Deviant Sovereign and his army was nothing short of suicide, but these people still came in the end.

Of course, he also knew that there were many reasons aside from their personal ties that they had come to save him, such as his own value. Nevertheless, they were putting their lives on the line to open up a path for him. If not for their help, he would have never gotten the chance to fight the Deviant Sovereign 1-on-1.

Be it for his friends, the hundreds of thousands of human soldiers gathered here who were indispensable to humankind’s survival, or Nora, Charlotte, Lilian, and Wilhelmina, the choice was very clear for Roel.

I’ll likely die, but there’s no choice.

Roel had hardened his conviction, but before he could make his move, the sun had given way to the moon, and Shrouding Fog had appeared on the battlefield quickly after that. It was almost as if there was some force stopping him from making a second move.

This was too much of a coincidence, and it also didn’t make sense.

The last time Shrouding Fog appeared, it had tried to kill him. It had chased him for a long distance over the course of a day to eliminate him. Given such a setting, there was no reason for Shrouding Fog to intervene at this moment, right before he was about to confront the Egg of the Beast God for a second time.

The wiser thing to do would have been for Shrouding Fog to wait for one of them to perish before joining the fight, and the sentient Shrouding Fog would have thought of that.

Furthermore, does Shrouding Fog really have the ability to induce such a phenomenon? Could it be… Mother? But if so…

Roel could hardly calm himself as he stared at the silver moon in the sky. Having been the target of the Mother Goddess’ gaze on multiple occasions, he intuitively understood that the moon currently in the sky was not the Mother Goddess’ avatar.

But that only further confused him.

It may have meant nothing if it was a coincidence, but if it truly was the Mother Goddess’ intent to stop him from further damaging his soul, it would mean that the Mother Goddess had really inherited the memories from the Witness State.

But why would the Mother Goddess be unwilling to meet him, then?

Many doubts floated in Roel’s mind, but before he could make sense of anything, the situation in the sky suddenly changed.

“Grar!”

After a prolonged stalemate, the Egg of the Beast God suddenly released a copious amount of mana with a furious roar. This immediately caught everyone’s attention. Before everyone’s eyes, the egg suddenly cracked, and a beast-headed giant emerged from within.

“!”

Roel was startled by the sight of a familiar opponent. It would appear that the Egg of the Beast God had inherited some of Banjol’s capability, making it far more dangerous than before.

With a burst of mana pulsation, the beast-headed giant charged at the white fog.

In response, Shrouding Fog let loose a scream, and countless undead creatures converged to stop the beast-headed giant’s advancement. It was to no avail. Those undead creatures were reduced to white bones and plummeted from the sky.

The beast-headed giant’s momentum hardly slowed at all.

Boom!

The beast-headed giant’s fist pierced into Shrouding Fog’s body, and it ignited the immense mana it was harnessing. A dull explosion ensued, followed by Shrouding Fog’s pained scream.

Large swaths of Shrouding Fog’s body dissipated, and the dimension gate it had opened to churn out its undead army abruptly collapsed on itself.

Shrouding Fog was at too much of a disadvantage against an opponent who could physically injure it when it lacked a tangible form. It had no choice but to create some distance between it and the beast-headed giant so as to limit its opponent’s effectiveness.

The balance between Shrouding Fog and the Egg of the Beast God had tipped in the favor of the latter.

Roel frowned, as his ominous premonition deepened. He knew that it would be a catastrophe for humankind if the Egg of the Beast God achieved victory here.

So far, the Egg of the Beast God had already churned out hundreds of thousands of mutated monsters, and many were capable of flight. These were enemies that the united army would struggle to shake off. Furthermore, Roel would become the next target for the beast-headed giant as soon as Shrouding Fog fell in defeat.

This is bad. At this rate… Roel clenched his fist as he considered intervening in the battle.

Just then, mystical specks of light suddenly became visible on the battlefield. They drifted around like tiny spirits of light, having diffused all throughout the desert unnoticed.

Roel was momentarily stunned before a thought occurred to him, and he exclaimed, “Isn’t this…”

Before he could finish his sentence, the specks of light suddenly surged toward the sky and formed a glorious aurora.

“What happened? The mana suddenly vanished.”

“Is that… an aurora?”

The retreating human soldiers were baffled, as they raised their heads to look at the aurora in the sky. In the heart of the desert, Roel, who knew the identity of the specks of light, was at a loss for words.

Light Devourer.

This was the calamity who had fought alongside Roel in the Witness State and helped him turn the tables on the Savior in that dire situation. It possessed the ability to absorb mana limitlessly and expand. Its appearance marked the opportunity to counterattack, and its attack was already brewing.

Seeing the light in the sky, Roel knew that there was no need for him to make a move anymore. The Egg of the Beast God sensed danger and desperately tried to escape, but Shrouding Fog persistently tied it down.

Eventually, the aurora in the sky became so bright that it banished darkness from the night sky. Just as the aurora was about to reach maximum brightness, Roel suddenly sensed a mana pulsation.

This is a… spatial spell! Could it be…

Roel hurriedly raised his head, staring fixedly at the area above Light Devourer.

There, he saw a silver figure appearing amidst the light, and his eyes widened in shock. Contrary to his expectations, the silver figure was not the Mother Goddess but one of the closest people to him, whom he had been together with from a young age.

“Alicia?!”

Roel was startled, but he quickly released his mana and rushed into the sky while shouting out her name. But for some reason, he couldn’t catch her attention. The silver-haired, crimson-eyed girl merely looked at the furiously roaring Egg of the Beast God and coldly raised her hand.

This isn’t good! At this distance…

The world was suddenly buried in light as soon as this thought emerged. Roel’s consciousness faded amidst this bombardment of light.