"The things are almost done. Should we et up?" In the laboratory, Sanderion looked at her creation with a hint of satisfaction on her face.
As her first piece after breaking the Legendary shackles, Sanderion was pleased with it, but since it's not a complete product and just a component, it left her sowhat unsatisfied, unable to fully showcase her skills.
But Perfikot showed no emotion about it, not looking like soone who just witnessed an Alchemist beyond Legendary complete a masterpiece.
Instead, he blandly said, "Just send the stuff over. If you can avoid eting for now, do so to ensure no surprises. If they're discovered prematurely, it would affect the entire plan."
"Alright, your call!" Originally excited, Sanderion suddenly felt bored after hearing this.
However, looking at her creation, she had another thought and asked Perfikot, "If I designed a Godslayer cha based on this and competed against the one she made, who do you think would win?"
Sanderion didn't specify who 'she' was, but Perfikot still replied, "Before she advances to Legendary, you'd win."
The implication was that once 'she' ascended to Legendary, Sanderion's creation wouldn't stand a chance.
Sanderion's face turned noticeably sullen upon hearing this response. In her heart, she was dissatisfied but, considering 'her' endless array of thods, she helplessly shook her head, obviously feeling she didn't have the confidence to refute Perfikot's words.
However, she soon stopped worrying about this issue and turned her attention to another concern.
"Do you think the Godslaying Armor can really slay gods? We've never truly faced a Divine Being so far, and the completed Godslaying Armor has never undergone combat tests above the Legendary level. Can it truly fight against a Divine Being, or even slay the Ancient Gods?" Sanderion looked at her creation, revealing a hint of insecurity in her expression.
This was an astonishing emotion for a genius Alchemist who had just broken the Legendary shackles and reached an unprecedented higher realm.
In theory, Sanderion should be satisfied, brimming with confidence and pride.
However, considering that she was cursed by a Divine Being during her most prideful mont and then fell for nearly a hundred years, if it weren't for Perfikot's help, she might still be a drowsy child every day.
With such experiences, it's unsurprising Sanderion lacked confidence.
After all, she truly witnessed the might of a Divine Being, deeply experiencing what it ans for divine power to be as oppressive as a prison.
Faced with this question, Perfikot seed to contemplate for a mont before replying, "There are multiple discovered Evil God altars in the outskirts of Langton City. If you want practical combat tests, you can have the officials and the church organize a cleanup operation."
Upon hearing this, Sanderion's eyes widened, looking at Perfikot in disbelief, seemingly astonished that he would say such a thing.
But she quickly began seriously contemplating whether this was truly feasible.
"Can this really work?" Sanderion knitted her brows, hesitating, seemingly unable to make a decision for the ti being.
Perfikot ignored her, summoning Alchemist Association personnel to box up Sanderion's creation, and then arranging trustworthy people to transport it to the Witch Workshop.
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Elsewhere, underground in the Witch Workshop.
Although Heine's help didn't significantly aid the progress of the mysterious person's work, it shortened the project tiline slightly, saving her from wasting ti on so tedious, repetitive tasks.
The overall work efficiency increased by about 5%, making the mysterious person express so praise towards Heine.
Heine didn't feel proud and instead was pleased to participate in the mysterious person's work and genuinely provide assistance.
Because of this, the work progress was slightly ahead of the mysterious person's expectations, with only the component from the other side remaining.
As if heart and mind were connected, just when the mysterious person was thinking about this, an Alchemist Association truck stopped at the Witch Workshop entrance again, delivering a mysterious cargo here.
Heine controlled a magic puppet to move the cargo to the laboratory, and upon seeing the cargo, the mysterious person's lips subconsciously curled up: "It seems your teacher indeed improved efficiency after the ascension; this is faster than I expected. Now, we can directly try it on those fools outside."
The mysterious person said as she began unwrapping the cargo, preparing to install it onto her completed creation.
"Outside? Do you an the delivery people?" Heine was puzzled but quickly turned around to discreetly glance out the window.
Upon looking, Heine noticed the problem.
The street had long fallen into decline, with only hurried pedestrians and starving paupers lying at the corners — but now, a few figures were hiding at the street corner watching the Witch Workshop.
This made Heine imdiately tense, but she quickly cald down.
Earlier, before setting out from the Northern Territory, Sanderion had warned her that this journey carried so danger; she could stay away if afraid.
After careful consideration, Heine opted to return to Langton with the mysterious person, which itself indicated she was prepared for potential events.
Therefore, she didn't panic over this; instead, she cald down and started activating the Witch Workshop's defenses.
After all, this was a workshop operated by her, other witches, and their teacher for many years; it's unbelievable for it to have no defensive asures.
Previously, there wasn't much need for defense, plus activating all defense asures would consu valuable resources, which was difficult for the Witch Workshop to afford at that ti.
Moreover, fully activating the defenses would turn the workshop into a small fortress, posing a danger to ordinary people.
To avoid injuring the surrounding neighbors, they usually kept only so essential defenses, like anti-theft and fire prevention asures.
But now, Heine began enabling so genuinely lethal thods, without hesitating over the consumption it would bring.
After all, being confronted, if you don't know how to counter, you'd appear overly vulnerable.
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