Chapter 51: If you get a next life
Although Merlin had only used the surface level knowledge he gained from the Sphere of Knowledge, it was still beyond what his body could bear. It was a miracle in itself that he was still alive.
His body was so damaged that he could barely feel it. He dropped to his knees in the middle of a giant crater, completely exhausted. There was not a single shred of strength left in his body.
He could've even cast a healing spell on himself, despite the heavy bleeding he was going through.
He couldn't even gather enough courage to raise his head and look around.
"Circe, I need healing," he weakly muttered. If there was one person who hadn't fought yet, it was Circe. He asked her to help him at this moment.
"I'm afraid she's not in a position to help you." A voice came in response to Merlin.