At this, Cipher's lips curled into a sly smile:
"If you want to catch that tin can, we can't do it without your tricks."
Anaxa lifted his gaze and calmly stressed:
"Don't make it sound so simple."
"When Laigushi discovers that Okhema has, for the past fifty years, essentially been an empty city sustained by illusions and deception, he will surely fly into a rage..."
Hearing this, Cipher smiled smugly:
"Ha, that's exactly the effect we want!"
"Anger blinds people and muddles their judgment—whether he's a [Genius] or a machine, the same principle applies."
"Once rage drives him deep into the council chamber to confront me, his final obstacle..."
"You seize the moment and activate that alchemy you've prepared with a bang, turning him into a trapped beast in a cage!"
Anaxa silently watched her, then mercilessly poured cold water on her plan:
"Leaving aside how you intend to flawlessly disguise yourself as that long-missing [Savior] without Laigushi or any possible spies noticing a flaw—that alone is an almost impossible task."
"Just consider this: trying to imprison an existence comparable to a god with a human alchemy array is nothing but a fool's dream."
Cipher still wore that nearly blind confidence as she raised a brow and asked:
"What, are you scared? Or do you not believe in the worth of this Demigod of [Trickery]?"
"Keep it simple. Tell me directly—can you do it or not?"
"—Hmph!" Anaxa snorted disdainfully.
"Of course I can. It would be effortless."
His words were firm and decisive, brimming with absolute confidence in his own craft.
"But there are two additional conditions."
His gaze sharpened.
"This is the final battle. Either we do nothing, or we go all the way. Leave no room for retreat."
"First, move the final battlefield to the Genesis Vortex