Anna crouched next to Charles, who was sitting on the ground, and looked at him gently. "Don't worry, leave this to me. You go do your things; what you have to do now is far more important than clearing out those monsters."
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva that tasted of rust, Charles thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, just be careful."
Now that the twelve Archbishops have sacrificed themselves, combined with the deaths of those Deep Divers, the opponent's strength must be greatly diminished. With Anna's power, she can deal with them.
Looking at the man in front of her, whose entire body looked beaten and bruised, Anna's eyes showed a trace of heartache. She pressed his body, full of rivets and stitches, with her hand.
"Charles, you can't use a human body to get entangled with the Gods anymore. In front of them, your human body is too fragile. If this continues, your body will collapse. How about I try to replace it for you?"
