"Cough cough... It's all the damned Ye He'er's fault! And then there's Galliot, taking advantage of the situation, isn't this bastard supposed to be missing? Why didn't he just die outside?"
It seems to have entered the virulent outbreak phase of the illness, as Melro's condition worsened significantly overnight.
The green thin line had spread from her elbow to her right shoulder, and the originally radiant and magnificent golden fish tail had lost its luster. Her entire body showed signs of weakness from inside out.
At this moment, she was also struck by a sudden powerful thunder attack, causing her divine glow to scatter, making her appear exceptionally powerless.
Melro knew better than anyone that her current status made her completely unfit for combat, especially against that infamous Grand Duke with the blood of several Tier 4 beings on his hands.
However, whether she could fight was no longer up to her.
"I've decided it's you, Pokeball, capture!"
