What If We Blew Up the Floating Island?

"If you're not going, then just stay put and watch. I'll give you the serum once it's done. What's the point of rushing me?!"

Han Jiang was anxious, and Tesla was anxious too.

According to the original plan, Kiana should have been able to hold on for at least another half a month. Who would have thought she would emerge now and even make her way to Schicksal Floating Island?

"Schrodinger, prepare the procedure."

"Okay." Schrodinger changed into another pair of gloves, took out a pile of bottles and jars from the case she had brought, then connected her computer to several incomprehensible instruments.

Tesla carefully took out the two serums and began the most preliminary tests.

Just because they were labeled God-Slaying Concentrate did not mean she could take the serum at face value. Tesla did not dare begin mixing them before testing.

The battle outside was in full swing—a clash between Herrschers.

The battle between Schicksal's strongest Valkyrie and the Flame Herrscher.

The floating island was beginning to shatter. This was Otto's life's work over several centuries, so it would not fall easily, but it was already close to losing its original form.

The Flame Herrscher became more frenzied the longer she fought. It felt as though she had used every method at her disposal, yet she simply could not kill the expressionless woman before her.

Durandal only grew stronger with every battle. Black Abyss White Flower moved like an extension of her arm, its powers of resurrection and death used in succession. This newborn Flame Herrscher was simply no match for her.

Meanwhile, the Herrscher of the Void held her own against two opponents. The Herrscher of the Void's authority was bizarre and unpredictable, impossible to grasp.

On top of that, Sirin had immensely rich experience fighting