Every trialist that went in was protected by some sort of bubble.

The defense bubble the emperor had prepared explicitly for these trialists to prevent their deaths from the crossfire…

He, on the other hand, didn’t have such protection.

“As your guardian, so I won’t let you die!”

“I’ll use myself to help you!”

Shelly’s eyes were persistent, which made Alex notice a type of unwavering determination in her.

She added, “The coffin hasn’t absorbed enough energy yet. If you’d like to revive y