A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 210

“Ah, this is…!” Tesilid, having assessed the situation, turned to look at me. His eyes conveyed a sense of impending danger. I shouted out. “We need to run, Terry!” Our current fighting strength only consisted of two expert-level aura users. We had no defensive or healing skills. The best course of action was to escape 10 km away and then...