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Chapter 591: Battle with God

Although Sandrion's refusal was decisive, when she really faced the man and woman in front of her, she still felt the pressure coming at her, making it almost impossible for her to stand.

"Is this the feeling of oppression from the gods? It seems that I have underestimated the gods after breaking through the shackles of legend. I am still a little arrogant." Sandryong laughed at herself. At this moment, she deeply felt the gap between herself and the real gods.

After breaking through the shackles of legend and her own century-long curse with the help of the divine potion provided by Perfect, Sandrion suddenly broke through to the realm that had been out of reach for her for a hundred years. This undoubtedly made her mentality a little floating.

After all, this is a height that no one has ever reached in the recorded history of human civilization, and it is also the first time since the mythological era that someone has broken through the shackles of legend.

Sandrion felt that he was the first person in a thousand years and the strongest transcendent in the history of the Victoria Empire, so naturally he had a high opinion of himself.

She might not give people such a feeling in her usual attitude, but whether she was making Aluru on the spot when facing the Death Cult, or facing the male and female gods in front of her, she showed a kind of contempt and even contempt for the enemy.

There always seems to be a feeling that she is already very strong and these enemies can be solved by her as long as she takes action.

But when she really faced the male and female gods in front of her, she felt the heavy pressure so much that her knees began to bend unconsciously and she wanted to kneel down in front of them.

Just like how Perfecto almost couldn't withstand the mental pressure just now, Sandrion's mentality was also a little unstable in the face of the power of the gods.

But she doesn't have luxurious equipment like Perfect, and she has an all-seeing eye that can see through everything.

This resulted in her having to endure the impact head-on, rather than being able to quickly shake off the effects like Perfecto.

But relatively speaking, Sandrion was indeed worthy of his demigod strength. Although his mentality was affected, he was not crushed. Instead, he really withstood the pressure and commanded the two god-killing armors and Alulu to attack the male and female combination in front of them.

The other unaffected autonomous knights also joined the battle at this time.

"Soulless puppets? You are able to replicate the creations of the former God of Wisdom. I have to praise your talent in creation." Facing the attack of two god-killing armors and a magic puppet, the male and female gods behaved very calmly and even had enough time to comment.

However, because there were two of them, it was basically the man who took action to resist the attack, while the woman just stood on his shoulders, so there didn't seem to be any problem with this kind of leeway for comments.

But when Sandrion also joined the battle, the woman had to take out her whip and fight together with the man, and she lost the time to comment on Sandrion and Perfectocte.

Even so, the expression on the woman's face remained calm with a hint of smile, as if the current battle situation did not make her feel stressed.

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Perfect, who was watching all this from a distance, couldn't help but feel astonished.

She had already overestimated the power of the gods, but this god composed of a man and a woman still exceeded her original expectations.

"It seems that it is more difficult to kill the gods than I expected!" Perfect could see that it was almost impossible to defeat the enemy in front of him with only the Lancer and the Claw Wolf, even with the cooperation of Alulu and Sandrion. Through this genuine god in front of him, Perfect deeply felt the huge gap in strength between divine creatures and real gods.

To say how big the gap between the two is, it is probably equivalent to the gap between an ordinary great knight and a knight of honor wearing steam knight armor.

It's not just a difference in rank, but also an all-round crushing strength.

Even though the Lancers and Claw Wolves had been strengthened after the last battle, the previous battles had proved that they were indeed worth the effort Perfectoct had spent on them.

But the gods in front of them were suppressing these two guys the whole time. If it weren't for Alulu and Sandryong's restraint, one of these two guys would have been beaten to death by now.

"There really is a qualitative change between gods and divine creatures, rather than just a quantitative accumulation of divinity." Perfect was not surprised by this result. Even with the effect of the crown, she was still able to think calmly.

But she did not despair, and decided to play big.

"Land the airship and let me down. Leave a small airship here and everyone else retreat immediately!" Perfect gave the order and began to take off his noble clothes which were completely inconvenient for fighting.

Although Perfect has always been a powerful alchemist and can be considered a transcendent, she has never really engaged in combat.

This meant that she usually wore aristocratic clothing that suited her status, and rarely wore clothes specifically for combat.

But now that she has decided to join the battle herself, she naturally has to change her clothes.

After taking off her noble clothes, she casually patted herself, and the inner clothes she was wearing turned into a very close-fitting and compact combat uniform. The Midas Touch, which she never took off, was inserted diagonally at her waist, and the cane inlaid with the Philosopher's Stone was held in her hand.

The crown, still oozing blood, was still embedded in his skull, but it made Perfecto look like he was wearing the legendary crown of thorns.

"My Lord Earl, it's too dangerous here, you can't stay!" Seeing that Perfect was about to go to the ground to join the battle, the captain hurriedly persuaded her.

However, Perfect said indifferently: "You have nothing to do here. You will only become a burden if you stay in the next battle. Follow the order, Captain, if you still admit that you are a soldier of the Empire."

Faced with such a Perfecto, the captain had nothing to say but to order the airship to lower its altitude and let Perfecto land on the ground.

Afterwards, all seven airships left behind one of them and all the unused thermobaric bombs, while the other six airships evacuated the battlefield with everyone in the group.

"Next is my turn, God! Let me show you the power of technology!" As Perfecto said this, she stuck her staff directly into the ground and launched her largest alchemy in history.

(End of this chapter)