Fang Li's words made the pressure and gravity permeating the space grow even denser.
Fang Li and Kanzaki merely stared at each other, both falling silent.
If the people of the magic world learned that someone who was not even a magician had said, right in front of a Saint, "You simply can't beat me," they would probably laugh their heads off.
Even in the entire magic world, Saints stood almost at the very pinnacle.
Other than God and angels, how many beings in this world could defeat a Saint with absolute certainty?
Yet Fang Li had the right to say it.
Not because Fang Li possessed the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.
Nor because Fang Li was overly arrogant.
It was simply the most objective assessment.
Because of her own fortune, Kanzaki Kaori had always harbored a question.
"Could it be that those who have not been blessed by God cannot be saved?"
This was a question that only Kanzaki Kaori, a fortunate person blessed by God, could have.
In the end, however, that question gave Kanzaki Kaori a conviction.
"If God is unwilling to save the unfortunate, then I, who have received this fortune, will save them."
Thus, Kanzaki engraved that conviction into her soul as her Magic Name.
—"Salvare000 (Extend a hand of salvation to the abandoned)."
That was Kanzaki's Magic Name.
"With such a conviction, you would neither kill nor allow anyone to be killed before your eyes."
In an exceptionally calm voice, Fang Li pointed out Kanzaki's undeniable disadvantage.
"If that is the case, you cannot beat me."
If they were simply comparing strength, then Fang Li, without using his Holy Mark, might very well not be a match for Kanzaki, a Saint.
But if Kanzaki could not kill Fang Li, then she would absolutely