"Hum."
The azure barrier looked so flimsy, as though a single hand could shatter it.
Before the powerful Sikatiya, wreathed in death, it seemed utterly useless.
Perhaps even the sturdiest shield in the Lands Between could not withstand death.
Everything would eventually meet its end.
Even the Ancient Dragons, called "immortal," seemed unable to escape death.
What use could this fragile, artificial magic shield of the Acacia Sect possibly be?
Had Sikatiya not been mindful of her image, she might have laughed aloud.
Even Godwyn had little faith in Zhao Si's rash advance. He struggled to grab the golden chains and pull Zhao Si out.
But for the moment, he could not.
"No!" Godwyn could only cry out helplessly.
Outside the battlefield, the Storm King relayed what was happening to Fia. "Oh, that foolish boy actually charged into the king's rain of death. Hahaha, those raindrops made of spikes are enough to kill anyone."
Fia clenched both hands nervously. Zhao Si's success or failure was the key to this journey into hell.
Clearly, if he lost, all their efforts would come to nothing.
"Miss, I advise you to have Godwyn surrender. It would be better for everyone. Otherwise, this place will merely gain another wrongfully slain soul." The Storm King spoke earnestly.
Fia's brows knitted tightly, her eyes full of worry, but she still said, "He'll win. He'll definitely win."
"Of course I'll win."
At the heart of the battlefield, Zhao Si had great confidence in himself, and in Thops.
He had already verified that it could deflect Destined Death.
So what if she was a god? Being able to transcend human common sense did not mean she could transcend the rules of the Lands Between.
[Thops's Force Field] was like an item crafted through a profound understanding of the