Allen's Chronicles: Restrictions Off
Enigma gazed up and narrowed his eyes. Truthfully, he felt reluctant to use the ancient skills once again. Since they were cancelled out in the system, it definitely meant that using them came with negative effects.
But it seemed he had no choice now. 'I hope losing my life won't affect my believers negatively.' He thought. "Senior, please take care of my people... Or just tell them not to worry about me for a while."
"Brat, what are..." The beggar suddenly looked up at Enigma, who was using the laws of Thunder, wind and light, along with [Transcendental Bearing] and [Transcendental Aura]. Since he was going all out, why not make it grand?
"Kid, don't... don't..." The beggar wanted to stop him, but he realized that, perhaps they had no other choice. The words could not come out of his mouth, he was just afraid Enigma would die a useless death, leaving the burden only to himself.