Chapter 870: 554. Angel’s Oppression
“Is it over? Where’s my Leviathan? That giant King of Calamity Beasts?”
In Noah’s Ark, Sophia was sowhat losing her composure, especially when she sensed the aura of the Unicorn Whale growing weaker and eventually vanishing entirely.
Even with the breeding of the Pure White Angel, she really wanted to slap her hand on the throne’s armrest and point at the nose of the lady opposite her, demanding whether she had cheated.
She had spent over five hundred years preparing and incubating the Leviathan. Do you know how she spent these five hundred years? She spent so long just to raise this big daddy, and now where is it?
Defeated in one second?
Sophia really couldn’t accept such a battle result.
She couldn’t understand how her lady had achieved this. You have to realize that although the Leviathan’s temperant wasn’t as fierce as she initially imagined, this didn’t an the King of Calamity Beasts was weak; in fact, this Unicorn White Whale was even stronger than she expected.
Not to ntion its vast number of Sea Heir minions, the Leviathan itself possessed a bunch of special authorities, such as specialized attacks on humans, endless life force sharing with the sea, and so on…
In short, it was very difficult to deal with.
Even if the Pure White Angel personally led all angels to fight it, it would be hard to take it down quickly, and even if they won, it would be a pyrrhic victory.
But what now? The lady just shot it down in one hit?
Damn, did the lady cheat, or was the Leviathan just pretending?
Where’s your life force that survives as long as the ocean exists? Where’s your boosted resistance against human attacks that were supposed to greatly weaken local human assaults? At least put up a realistic fight; how can you just collapse without fighting back?
At this mont, Sophia’s heart was racing with thousands of thoughts, full of unwillingness and grievance, unsure how to express or whom to tell.
“It seems there was sothing wrong with that gun just now.”
Fortunately, Sophia didn’t let her negative emotions get the best of her. She thought about it and quickly realized the issue.
She inferred that the lady’s gun fired earlier was likely a specialized attack weapon crafted specifically to target the Leviathan.
Only such unreasonable specific attacks could so effortlessly take down the Leviathan, known for its formidable life force.
Even realizing this didn’t make Sophia feel any better.
After all, anyone who spent a long ti and great effort preparing a sure-kill technique, only to have it easily neutralized by a targeted skill, would find it hard to accept reality.
Yeah, painstakingly nurturing a summon throughout the ga only for the opponent to forcefully eject it instantly?
Getting caught in such a situation felt worse than wasting a powerful attack.
As soone favored by Fate, Sophia had never suffered such grievance in her life, though she had subjected the opponent to similar feelings in the past, and now, it seed karma had co around.
In any case, she felt incredibly frustrated, unable to cry, and driven crazy enough to destroy things.
“Moreover, that gun clearly had the aura of a forbidden curse. Where did the witches get a forbidden curse? Aren’t they supposed to have no mory beyond that? Lady, don’t tell you ca up with it on the spot…”
Sophia originally wanted to loudly denounce this as absurd, a scenario even too unbelievable for a novel, but she fell silent, rembering how she once saw her lady casually create a Nine-Ring Multi-Attribute Compound Magic in a few minutes as a gift.
Although forbidden curses are far more complex than Nine-Ring Magic, the ti in Witch’s Night had passed by a couple of years, enough for the lady to co up with so forbidden curses, as she was the renowned Spell expert, Witch of the Forest.
“Alright, Witch of the Forest, having talent ans you can do whatever.”
The Pure White Angel smiled wryly and shook her head, gradually accepting the fact.
Indeed, the lady was her nesis; choosing her as the opponent always led to these special situations that defied logic.
Her tactical style was about calculating every step ticulously, but against the lady, such calculations were pointless.
The opponent didn’t follow normal rules at all, so how could any calculation work?
Fortunately, Sophia had long been ntally prepared for this. Thus, she did not completely rely on her previously flawless Fate Revelation but had prepared multiple contingencies.
Originally, after the first stage failure, she abandoned the plan for direct confrontation and began preparing the final doomsday plan.
Nonetheless, the Pure White Angel didn’t completely give up the possibility of direct confrontation; she might not engage in direct combat but needed the capability to do so when necessary. Therefore, over the past five hundred years, her preparations to summon the Angel Army through faith had never ceased.
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