Chapter 93 - Just Apologize

Inside a cave shimmering with purple light.

The man stopped his hand drawing a hexagram. Simultaneously his thoughts stopped. His understanding couldn't follow the situation.

"Does this make sense?"

It doesn't make sense. It was a situation where he couldn't lose. It was perfect to the extent he thought he could win even if an active hero came.

Due to the island's characteristics, even if adapted one can't exert their full original abilities. It's that kind of island. Mana weighs down the flesh.

It interferes with magic. It makes one out of breath quickly.

That's not all. The curtain currently covering the island, the risen red moon strengthens magic energy.

Rampaging magic energy, a deal made with all the supplies many people would eat and all bones of one human, pouring out shadows.

As long as the red moon is up they don't disappear. As long as magic energy is rampaging, they can't be killed by physical or magical damage.

He orchestrated all these situations. Even a priest from a church couldn't have handled it...