Welt II angrily attacked Fu Hua, laughing loudly. "Hahahahaha! Let me see just how long you can hold out!"
"Ten seconds, or five—"
As Welt II spoke, he suddenly realized that the place he had attacked was completely empty.
And on Welt II's chest, over his heart on the left side, a fist print had suddenly appeared.
Every movement Welt II made froze.
"What happened..."
"When did you..."
Welt II stopped there, while Fu Hua was already standing behind him.
And Fu Hua answered the question Welt II had just asked about how long she could hold out.
It was, in a sense, the final reply of Welt II's short life.
"Sorry, even one second would have been too much."
After saying that, Fu Hua stepped past Welt II and the wreckage of the Poison Spider mech on the ground, heading downstairs.
Welt II also collapsed to the ground.
"H-How could this be... I..."
"How could I lose so badly..."
Amid his unwillingness and rage, Welt II gradually lost consciousness.
Fu Hua was now hurrying toward the first basement level.
"Good thing that freak didn't waste too much of my time."
Fu Hua walked on, frowning as she said, "I have to get to the first basement level quickly. I can't let Cocolia's plan succeed."
Fu Hua rushed downstairs, but in the middle of moving, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest and began coughing violently.
After Fu Hua coughed, a trickle of blood ran from the corner of her mouth.
It dripped from her lips onto the floor.
Fu Hua wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and murmured, "Is my body already starting to give out? I only used a little of my strength..."
Fu Hua staggered and nearly lost her footing, almost falling down