Varimathras's thoughts were actually quite simple.
He did not expect the woman across from him to truly give him an explanation.
He only hoped to drag things out for as long as possible through conversation.
The later they retreated, the greater the chance that Demon King Hangenor would complete his soul-body conversion.
As long as Demon King completed the soul-body conversion, then Varimathras's secret mission would not count as a failure.
And this unfamiliar woman with half-step Sovereign strength would no longer be anything to fear.
Because by then, Demon King would naturally take action.
Yet this simple plan still failed to come to fruition.
Just as Varimathras finished speaking, the distant woman's voice abruptly rang out in his mind:
"Don't think about stalling for time."
"I'll count down from ten. If you don't leave, prepare to all die here."
Mind-reading?
Or had she merely guessed?
Varimathras's thoughts raced as uncertainty filled his eyes.
Then, his doubts were answered:
"It's mind-reading."
"Though the expression on your face was pretty easy to read too."
"Now, the countdown begins. Ten... nine..."
The woman's voice was cold, carrying a faint teasing tone like a cat toying with a mouse.
The situation was completely under the other party's control. There was no room to resist.
Varimathras sank into despair.
But he had no idea this was only the beginning.
As the woman counted down, the giant cocoon floating in the sky changed once more.
The threads around it rippled in layer after layer of waves, like transparent surges constantly rolling over one another.
A rumbling voice descended from the sky, like rolling muffled thunder:
"Attack directly!"
The woman's countdown came to an abrupt halt. Her petite body transformed into black water, streaking toward the demons with a flash of green light!
Varimathras's single eye