"Whoosh, whoosh...!"
"Boom, boom, boom!!" Golden light swords carved countless arcs through the air, all shooting toward Chen Fan and erupting in violent explosions as the barrage continued without end.
Seeing this, Beatrice clapped and laughed loudly. "Hahaha! So powerful! This will definitely sell well! Although strength like this can only be used once, mass production can make up for that flaw. After all, it has enough power to take down even this guard! Next, as long as we capture that Princess, extract her cells, and clone them, we'll have Simulated Angels in bulk."
Kirishima was not as delighted as Beatrice. With a beastman's instincts, he could sense that Chen Fan was not dead.
Xuecai and Shishihua wore grave expressions, while princess La Folia covered her mouth in disbelief. Who could possibly survive such an attack?
Yohase Kensho sighed, closed his eyes, and said, "It's over. Kanon has already reached Otherworldly Strength. The power of this dimension simply cannot compare to hers. This is the inevitable result of power reaching a certain level. If that man had reached an otherworldly level himself, he would not have remained in this world."
Xuecai turned to Yohase Kensho. "Don't underestimate Senior. Senior has never lost."
"That's right! A bad guy like Chen Fan wouldn't lose so easily!" Shishihua said as well. Although both girls had confidence in Chen Fan's strength, Yohase Kanon, who seemed like a real angel, left them uncertain whether Chen Fan could defeat her.
"...!"
"Whoosh...!" One of the golden light swords that had been flying toward Chen Fan suddenly reflected back, startling everyone.
"Swish!" Yohase Kanon's wings trembled slightly as she dodged the attack, her gaze fixed tightly on the smoke below.
Beatrice's arrogant laughter came to an abrupt stop, and she too stared at Chen Fan's location.
"...!"