The strength in Genoa's hand kept increasing, but her proud strength was utterly useless against Chen Fan's two fingers. Her expression changed drastically as she said, "You...!"
Chen Fan smiled. "I just wanted to say, even your God is no match for me. Why should I revere him?"
With that, Chen Fan lightly flicked the blade of the Demonic Sword with his finger. "...!" The Demonic Sword seemed to let out a pained groan, as though it were about to break apart.
With a whoosh, the Demonic Sword flew from Genoa's hand. After spinning several times in midair, it stabbed into the ground.
Genoa stared blankly at her hands. She had never expected things to end this way. The Demonic Sword, just as its name implied, possessed the power of destruction. Yet that immense power had failed to even break through two fingers of a mere human, and had nearly been destroyed instead. What kind of monster was this human?
Of course, Chen Fan's words also battered her nerves. Stronger than God? Was he joking? How could that be possible?
Twintail Irina also stood there with her mouth wide open, staring at Chen Fan in shock. How could this guy be so strong? If he had attacked her, she probably would not have lasted even one move.
Chen Fan smiled at Genoa. "All right, that's all I wanted to say. A little girl who has only just begun traveling the world is already this arrogant. Your God isn't omnipotent. Don't think too highly of yourself, and don't underestimate your opponents. Consider this a lesson for you. As long as I'm here, even God has no right to decide whether Aisha lives or dies. And you have even less of a right."
A Little Lesson
(A Little Lesson)
After speaking, Chen