บท 1413: Confrontation

A thin red line appeared on Varian's waist and his upper half began to slide on the lower half.

"Your uncle!"

The space-time around Varian's sliced parts began to warp and the sliding paused, as if someone hit a freeze button.

Then, the power of Death Giant roared, consuming the destroyed cells and vitality from the attack, converting it into its own power.

The power of Paragon Body took up from there, using the new energy to glue Varian's body back intact.

The perfect attack which should've rendered even a good rank 8 at a disadvantage was negated by Varian's synergetic powers.

The eyes of the woman under the witch hat burst with a dangerous light at that sight.

Unlike her lively and cheerful expression outside, she had a cold expression here, as if she wasn't a living person with flesh and blood but an emotionless machine built to kill.

"Your luck won't save you twice," She said, spinning two thin swords in her hands.