"You haven't reached that level, so it's perfectly normal that you don't understand."
Chthon said loftily, "Barbara, as long as you agree to one condition, I can let you leave."
"Why should I agree to your condition?"
Barbara sneered. "If you want to stop, you should agree to my condition. I never said I wanted to stop."
"Barbara, stop putting on a show. I know very well that you don't want to keep fighting either."
Chthon snorted, but sighed inwardly. If Barbara had asked, "What condition?" it would have meant she lacked confidence. He could then have taken the opportunity to threaten her, perhaps even resume the battle.
Unfortunately, Barbara was clearly full of confidence. She truly wasn't afraid of Chthon and the others.
Of course, that was only natural. If Barbara had lacked confidence, she would never have stayed here to hold the line—Chthon didn't know that Barbara's confidence came from Andrew. With God protecting her, what did she have to worry about?
"Whether I'm putting on a show or not, we'll find out if we keep fighting."
Barbara said, "Didn't you want to know what treasure I obtained? Keep fighting, and you'll get to witness this treasure's Ultimate Form."
"Barbara really did obtain a treasure."
Chthon and the others exchanged glances and nodded secretly. Unfortunately, while they knew Barbara's trump card was a treasure, they didn't know its exact nature. With Barbara's experience, she wouldn't foolishly reveal its details.
Chthon still wanted to probe further, but the elders gathered around Barbara. The Phantom Images behind them not only hadn't vanished, but were gradually becoming more solid.
Chthon's gaze sharpened. If he guessed correctly, Barbara hadn't fully mastered the treasure yet, since she had only acquired it recently. But battle was practice, and her mastery of the treasure was