Cinzia brought the surviving members of the main attack party and teleported over.

BLAZE!

As soon as she arrived, she saw a 10-meter-long fiery pillar cutting through the air.

Cinzia frowned, thinking they were being attacked right away. However, the pillar struck where a lone, black warrior stood with a faintly shining halberd in hand.

“Hugo?”

Cinzia’s eyes widened. His skin was already black, and because he was charred, she didn’t recognize him right away.

Soon, as if it ran out of energy, the flickering light on the halberd died out. At the same time, Hugo’s body collapsed feebly.

Agnes quickly shot out her threads and wrapped them around Hugo’s body. The smell of smoke reeked out as he was pulled close.

Agnes became lost for words at his pitiful state. His thick armor was caved in or broken in multiple places, making it hardly recognizable. The skin that was revealed from the broken parts of the armor was bright red. His cracked skin was drenched with blood, and yellow pus was flowing down from various parts of his body.

His arms were in an even worse state. They were so charred that Agnes couldn’t tell whether she was looking at a person’s arms or a pile of ashes.

“Euu.... Euu….”

The saving grace was that Hugo seemed to be alive. The soul living inside the halberd must have done all it could to help save its master’s...