"Immortals? Our order has Immortals too?" Maeve looked utterly bewildered.
How had she never heard of this?
"Just because our order doesn't have any doesn't mean the Great Being doesn't," Flora said softly.
A look of realization crossed Dorothea's face.
She had a point. If the Great Being they worshipped could build such an enormous Abode, how could they not have Immortals following them?
They simply did not act under ordinary circumstances.
For a moment, everyone had their own thoughts.
"This Immortal seems exceptionally powerful..."
Spider silk churned, and an enormous Lord of Dreams was instantly sliced to pieces. Even several Lords of Dreams together only lasted a short while against her.
"This kind of power..."
For a moment, everyone was somewhat dazed.
"Maeve, could you do that?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Maeve at once.
She was the only one here at the middle rank.
"I..." Maeve shook her head with a wry smile. "You think far too highly of me. I'd probably struggle against even one Lord of Dreams, and I might not win, let alone cut it apart so easily."
Although she had not actually fought one yet, Maeve could roughly judge that much.
Recovery and endurance were her greatest strengths, but a Lord of Dreams definitely surpassed her in those areas.
Maeve did not understand Lords of Dreams, but she understood firearms. The bullets flying toward the Lord of Dreams were as dense as a torrent of water. She certainly could not withstand that on her own.
This Lord of Dreams was stronger than her by no small margin.
But the strength of a Lord of Dreams still fell within the bounds of her understanding. That unidentified Immortal's strength was so outrageous it was frightening.
In this brief span, she had already killed several Lords of Dreams.