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The atmosphere suddenly trembled, making the very heavens and earth seem as though they were about to shake. It was incomparably oppressive, incomparably heavy.
Aiyi and Anima faced each other like that, one expressionless and the other silently responding, yet terrifying auras rose from both of them at the same time.
Those auras were like a star on the verge of exploding or a black hole about to collapse. Only those present could sense them, causing Laisha and Lasha beside them to hold their breath.
They knew very well what dreadful consequences and shocking disasters would result if those auras erupted.
Since Laisha and Lasha knew that, Aiyi and Anima naturally knew it as well.
Especially Anima, who could not possibly be as reckless as Aiyi.
One was one of the Three Great Goddesses.
One was one of the Six Great Demon Lords.
If the two of them broke into battle directly, not only the Kingdom of Mithra, but even the neighboring Ragna Empire would be dragged into it and suffer disaster.
That was what a battle between people of their level meant.
Of course, more importantly, if they truly fought, the one who lost in the end would definitely be Anima.
After all, in the final battle a thousand years ago, Aiyi alone had suppressed two of the Three Great Goddesses, nearly killing both Goddesses on the spot.
The Goddess of Life had been one of them.
Therefore, Anima knew very well just how terrifying the power of this seemingly underage girl was.
She was one of the current peaks of demonkind.
She was an existence that transcended the very concept of demonkind, one extremely close to the Demon King.
Among demonkind, which excelled in strength, a Demon Lord like her represented the strongest.
The God Race, on