"Phew..."
Zhao Si let out a long breath as he looked at Sikatiya, her limp body propped up by the Piercing Spear and Serpent Spear as she lay on her back on the ground.
His feelings were a tangled mix.
He said softly, "What really beat you was luck. Lancers have always had E-rank luck, after all. And you were carrying two."
"You can't beat me when it comes to luck." Zhao Si grinned foolishly.
He had completely ignored the fact that he used the Serpent Spear himself.
"Huh?" Once again, Sikatiya failed to understand. She did not even understand how she had lost.
Destined Death rampaged through her body, turning into black-and-red spikes that pierced out through her flesh.
It was as though countless thorns had impaled her.
Yet no blood flowed out. Instead, her jade-like body was once again shattered and broken, covered in wounds.
A God's vitality was tenacious. Even this was not enough to kill her yet.
"Battle continuation, huh." Zhao Si frowned as he sensed Sikatiya struggling to reach out and grip a spear shaft.
Her spike-covered hand trembled as she exerted force, snapping the shaft outright.
Then she grabbed the Serpent Spear's shaft, still trying to pull herself up.
Sensing this, Zhao Si picked up another Piercing Spear and stabbed it into Sikatiya's chest.
"Ah..." Sikatiya let out a low cry of pain.
"Why can't you take Destined Death back?" Zhao Si asked.
Stabbing a God while asking her questions. His train of thought really was something else.
"Ah, ugh..." Enduring the pain, Sikatiya opened her mouth, but could not form a complete sentence.
"The crystallization of your power must be damaged, leaving you unable to fully control Destined Death." Zhao Si answered his own question with a rather offhand explanation.
After all, her