The [Amber] had already melted, and Victoria slumped to the ground, gasping for breath. Although she still looked somewhat confused, she clearly was not in a state of Permanent Madness.
Victoria had always sided with Elliot. Now that she had recovered for some unknown reason, Elliot's side had gained a tremendous boost.
Besides, if Elliot could save Victoria, did that mean he could save Xi as well?
If Elliot gained control of the Throne, he really would be able to confront the Old Nobility head-on. After all, if that thing exploded, the entire Imperial Capital would be done for-a single button to take everyone down with him.
This might very well be the best time to turn against Elliot. If they let him leave this time, there was no telling who would be dealing with whom next time!
The nobles' gazes grew increasingly hostile as they looked at Elliot. Tobias's eyes flickered uncertainly, still hesitant.
This was indeed Elliot's weakest moment, but the nobles were equally unprepared.
The Seven Holy Bloodlines' greatest strength now lay in their armies. In terms of top-level combat power alone, if Elliot and "Lillian" were both merely High Rank, they could still win. But if either of them possessed power Beyond the Supernatural, the outcome would be uncertain.
Moreover, the power Elliot had displayed several times before was unprecedented. Could the nobles truly win?
This was a common failing among prophecy-type Supernatural people. Being able to foresee the future made them subconsciously rely on prophecy, leaving them insufficiently decisive where prophecy did not reach.
But this was merely the inertia of his Path. Tobias quickly weighed the advantages and disadvantages, his expression gradually turning savage as he drew his saber inch by inch.
Elliot discreetly glanced at the Old Butler. Conrad gave a slight nod