Capítulo 388: Slaying a God

From the moment Elise Sands met Elliot, the default definition of "Overpowered" in her mind had slowly been eroded until finally, at that moment, Elise Sands' mind couldn't help but revise its definition entry.

Overpowered = Elliot.

And not just "Overpowered" too.

Greatest fighter of all time = Elliot

Unfair = Elliot

Lucky Bastard = Elliot

Greedy Prick = Elliot

And a host of other curses most commonly associated with a deeply envious heart as well.

The fact that he had somehow, as a life form from the main realm, mastered and even enhanced a powerful and exclusive skill from the lower realm was just too much for Elise Sands to calmly take in stride.

It was a breach of the wall of absolute impossibility.

It wasn't just a matter of Elliot gaining a supreme mind capable of pulling off the craziest physical feat.

No, far from it.

What Elliot did was supposed to be impossible.

It was like asking a man without limbs to play in the NBA.