Inside the silent room, a deathly silence reigned.
Qin Chuan's words—"Blowing Valak away with one shot isn't difficult"—echoed over and over in Dawn and Mirror's minds.
There wasn't the slightest trace of exaggeration in those words. He was merely stating a fact.
The faint tension that had just risen in the siblings was instantly replaced by a far more complicated emotion.
In the president's eyes, the Evil God that had left them facing a formidable enemy and could even probe a god's soul without a sound was nothing more than a problem that could be solved with one shot.
"Godfather, I'll go."
Dawn was the first to break the silence. His answer came without the slightest hesitation.
He wasn't showing off, nor was he trying to prove himself.
As a god under Qin Chuan, he ought to shoulder Qin Chuan's burdens and deal with this kind of "trouble."
Mirror didn't respond immediately. She had more to consider than her brother.
"President, where is Valak's true body?"
"In a dimension called the Whispering Abyss." Qin Chuan gave them the answer. "It's a space composed purely of twisted knowledge and mad concepts, with no physical matter. Even if you went there, you wouldn't find a target you could attack."
Qin Chuan looked at Dawn.
"No matter how fast you are, you can't outrun a thought. No matter how sharp your blade is, you can't cut through a piece of information."
He then looked at Mirror.
"No matter how realistic your illusions are, you can't deceive an existence that is itself a collective of 'cognition.'"
Neither Dawn nor Mirror refuted him.
They knew Qin Chuan was telling the truth.
Using conventional combat methods against Valak would be no different from trying to punch a shadow.
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