"Beauties should only belong to the strong. A hidden boss of this caliber should naturally be conquered by the strongest fighter. As for you? Your level is too low—you're still far from it." Finality Wolf sneered and stepped forward without yielding an inch.
The enormous difference in size meant her taut abdomen bumped directly into Silver Wolf's nose, her downward gaze carrying an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Silver Wolf was forced back two steps before she managed to steady herself.
Coming to her senses, she activated Ether Editing with a backhanded motion. A pixelated lightsword instantly condensed in her hand, pointed straight at Finality Wolf's face. "Huh? Are you kidding me? Why are you, a defeated opponent, pretending to be some expert?! Qianyi's conquest rights are mine, so get your ass back into the game cartridge!"
The atmosphere between the two immediately became tense, like drawn swords and bent bows.
Just as Silver Wolf and Finality Wolf were about to stage a battle for supremacy between two wolves—the strongest Silver Wolf of the modern age versus the strongest Silver Wolf in history—a sweet, lively voice abruptly cut into the battlefield:
"Wow~? Girls fighting? I love watching pretty girls fight!" At some point, Elysia had already sidled up beside Qianyi. Cupping her face in both hands, her pink-and-blue eyes gleamed with extreme excitement. She only lacked a little stool and a handful of sunflower seeds before she could start spectating from the front row.
"Elysia, are you some kind of radar? Do you show up on time wherever there are cute girls anywhere in the universe?" Qianyi looked at the pink elf beside him, who was clearly enjoying the spectacle, and couldn't help rubbing his forehead.
"Oh my, Qianyi, you're hardly qualified to say that about me~?" Elysia winked playfully and