Looking at Ushaha Cheek, the Purple Saint, surrounded by the upper ranks of the Demoness Sect, Medea, the Black Saintess, revealed a trace of pity in her eyes despite never having had a particularly good relationship with her.
After all, when she had been captured back then, the situation had been much the same... No, it had been even more terrifying. There had been five or six Angels... Compared to that, the lineup here was actually somewhat lacking.
At the end of the day, although the Purple Saint was somewhat special, she was still only Sequence 3.
"The truly terrifying part is that the Demigods and Angels deployed this time barely overlap with those who besieged me last time... That Viscount's connections are simply too terrifying!
"Ushaha has absolutely no chance of escaping his ambush... After all, no one knows how many contingencies he has prepared..." As Medea pondered, the pity in her gaze receded and was replaced by mockery.
Because she could already tell that Ushaha had no intention of surrendering.
And that was indeed the case. Even though she was surrounded by the other Six-Colored Saintesses, even though she was inside the Spectral Empire and burdened by all kinds of rules from the Hand of Order, Ushaha still had no intention of surrendering without a fight.
The rules established by the Hand of Order may be terrifying, but they are ultimately inanimate things. There must be loopholes to exploit... Both my Discerner Robe and Warlock's Crown can find and break through weak points in rules...
Unfortunately, there isn't enough time, and I can't reclaim the Cataclysm Scepter for now. Otherwise, this would be much easier.
Veronica, Margaret, and Katarina can't do anything to me in a short time. After betraying Mother, Sigrid won't be stronger than them either...