CHAPTER 97 - ESCAPE
Bliss, with the remnants of his ordeal lingering on his form, collapsed to the ground, his true demonic essence reemerging as his human guise faded away. His body however was still smoking and even his leather armor seemed slightly damaged after crossing the barrier. His body was smoking and every fiber of his body felt damaged. It would seem that crossing the barrier was a dangerous ordeal if he was just a little weaker.
Feeling the sting of the wounds all over his body, plus his inability to restore his mana Bliss teleported using the dungeon boss authority he possessed instead of walking.
Bliss had made it back to the depths of his dungeon and could see that the demons had already done the more vitals of repairs needed. The general infrastructure of the village was already stable and only the few non-essentials were left out. But Bliss was too tired to stop and admire the handy work.
