At the sa ti, the originally smooth staff now sprung a sharp Magic Blade around its edge, and in an instant, the scepter transford into a Two-handed Greatsword.
The Pure White Angel grasped the falling hilt with one hand and executed an upward slash in one swift movent, a layer of Fate's radiance adhering to the blade.
Nine-Ring Prophetic Magic: The Holy Sword of Reality and Illusion.
This too was a spell of probability—the weaponry enhanced by this spell had a chance to ignore the physical defenses of the enemy, dealing real damage directly, and moreover, if the user bore the Destiny Pattern of the Brave, there was also a chance to trigger the Holy Sword's special effect, allowing the strike to critically hit with doubled might, the extent of multiplication depending on the strength of the Brave's Destiny Pattern.
Though the Giant God-Warrior in front of the lady was indeed robust, and while it appeared to be made of ordinary steel crafted with a unique smithing technique that endowed this ordinary tal with hardness comparable to Spiritual tal, all earthly things remain earthly. Even if its physical defenses were excellent, its magical defenses were only passable.
However, against this unstoppable real strike, the bulky and clumsy Giant God-Warrior was utterly useless; the lady was now as vulnerable to her attacks as if she were streaking.
So, it ended...
Sophia thought to herself with so regret, it seed she would be returning to heaven with her mother this ti.
Just when...
Ding...
As the Pure White Angel's surefire sword struck the chest of the Giant God-Warrior, about to continue from the chest towards the head in the cockpit, suddenly a clear tallic collision sounded.
"Could it be that the spell didn't take effect?"
Sophia slightly furrowed her brow, wondering if she had bad luck not triggering the Holy Sword's defense-ignoring effect, but she quickly dismissed this guess.
After all, for soone like her, the Lady of Fate, even a 0.1% activation rate could be utilized as if it were 100%—up till now, her probability spells had never failed.
The Pure White Witch's gaze followed the long sword in her hands to the chest of the tall Giant God-Warrior, and then she saw that the previously sealed chest of the Giant God-Warrior had opened at so point, and a sword handle had popped out, apparently the very thing that had blocked her attack.
But no matter how she looked at it, this sword hilt appeared to be forged from ordinary materials. How could such a thing block a strike of her Holy Sword?
Sophia could not understand.
However, at the mont while she was stunned, the tall Giant God-Warrior had already reached for the sword handle in its chest and pulled it out without hesitation.
Clang...
The sound of blade friction against the sheath rang out, and when the first gleam of sharpness flashed on the silvery blade, Sophia's heart sounded a loud alarm. Her destiny was warning her to dodge imdiately, or she might die...
Crack...
The Pure White Witch moved fast enough, bursting back with her wings unfurled at the mont Fate's warning triggered. But just as her figure disappeared from her original position, a sound of sothing shattering echoed.
It was the gambler's shield that had initially blocked the onslaught of the red teor. This ti, the magical Shield even flickered with colorful lights, aning its defensive power had reached the edge of Forbidden Curses, but it still was of no use. A nearly imperceptible fine line now crossed the middle of the Shield—a sword mark.
The next mont, the sword mark extended, starting from the crack, nurous tiny fractures spread across the colorful Shield, and finally, it utterly shattered, turning into dissipated light points.
And in the mont the Shield shattered, an invisible force was released, erasing everything nearly ten thousand ters behind the Shield, even a large mountain in the distance disappeared substantially, leaving only an enormous, imasurably deep canyon in its place.
Sophia: "..."
Even as composed as she was, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, filled with imnse relief. Though her eyes could not see what had just happened, the perception of the Pure White Angel sowhat sensed everything. That instant's force that eradicated everything and carved out a gigantic canyon was a massive invisible blade's aura.
That one strike was like an ancient deity creating heaven and earth, unstoppable and cutting through all matter.
Was the lady hiding such a sword technique? What else was she concealing?
The Pure White Angel hesitated for a mont, afraid to move. If it hadn't been for the gambler's protection suddenly undergoing Explosive Breeding, randomly achieving the protection of a Forbidden Curse, giving her that mont to flee, she wouldn't have had ti to escape and would have surely been erased by that fearso strike.
She warily watched the Giant God-Warrior not far from her, especially the weapon in the hands of the Giant God-Warrior, wanting to see what weapon had caused that strike.
However, what Sophia saw was still just a sword hilt.
The dragon-headed Giant God-Warrior only held a hilt, and where the blade should have been, there was nothing.
But in her perception, there clearly was a sharp long sword, so sharp it seed it could even slice through her senses.
What kind of power was this? Even though the lady hadn't gained the witch's Strength, why did she possess such terrifying might?
The Pure White Angel was sowhat undecided.
Although she was reluctant to admit it, she was indeed a little afraid.
If the lady struck another blow, how would she defend against it?
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