novelraw Chapter 737 408: If You Don't Know, Just Die (Part 2)
Chapter 737 408: If You Don't Know, Just Die (Part 2)
Her confidence comes not only from herself, but also from Sif.
The power of Sif back then was far less than hers now, yet she managed to break free from the Netherworld and charge straight toward the Sea of Annihilation, which clearly demonstrates the true strength of the Netherworld.
If they truly had strength, they wouldn't be confined to the prison of the Land of Death.
The Gate of the Netherworld is right there, yet they don't even have the courage to leave. Clearly, they are not even a match for the Netherworld's army.
After all, the Netherworld is backed by the Death God, and controlled by the Nether Empress Judica at the Nether River Shore, where countless beings from the Material Plane enter the Netherworld as soul bodies, becoming resources for the Netherworld.
The slots for reincarnation are limited, where can those soul bodies go that cannot reincarnate? Naturally, they turn themselves into bricks to build the Netherworld.
Sofia is combative, but not reckless.
In the Netherworld, she always held back, never being too arrogant, and certainly not provoking the Nether Empress Judica across the Nether River.
But the Netherworld is different.
Even the desperate escapee Sif managed to slaughter her way through, so what is there to fear?
Sofia > Sif > Netherworld.
The inequality is transitive, so she's bound to win.
Seeing Sofia act so arrogant, the group of Netherworld residents who initially wanted to discuss cordially became furious, exchanging glances, ultimately having an elder step forward to remind Sofia with a cold snort.
"Ms. Sofia, do you really think you alone can defeat the strong of the Netherworld, or even kill us all?"
Sofia glanced at the elder with the corner of her eye, pondered for a moment, and nodded seriously.
Though a bit challenging, it can be done.
The elder's wrinkled face flushed instantly.
He intended to gain negotiation leverage by suggesting, "No matter how strong you are, can you win against so many people?" aiming for a dignified compromise. He didn't expect Sofia to ignore the convention, not treating him as a person at all.
The elder's anger froze in midair, making him momentarily at a loss.
He wanted to issue an order to attack collectively but dared not.
While he hesitated, a shadow walked up from behind, speaking in a hoarse, deep voice.
"Even Gods would not dare be so arrogant in the Land of Freedom. I..."
"Attack together. I have no interest in the names of the dead." Sofia continued to sway the goblet, her gaze falling on the scarlet liquor as though discussing a trivial matter.
At this point, if you don't attack, there's no point in trying.
The shadow roared furiously, initiating the charge first.
A massive black scythe appeared in hand, gleaming with dark brilliance, swiftly slicing towards Sofia's slender, swan-like neck.
At the moment of attack, magic, arrows, flying knives, firearms, swords and blades were almost simultaneously launched, sealing every inch of space around Sofia.
Before they arrived, they had already rehearsed, targeting the Judge who dared not attack alone.
With everyone besieging him, the Judge soon fled in panic after a brief resistance.
Even if Sofia is stronger than the Judge, everyone's below the Divine Domain. How much stronger can she be?
If everyone attacked together, before she was exhausted, could she kill all of us?
Facing this sophisticated trap, Sofia sighed lightly, put down the goblet, and took out a crystal ball, tossing it into the sky.
Among the crowd, an observant strongman from the Netherworld recognized the crystal ball and shouted in surprise:
"That's the Soros family's crystal ball, used for recording!"
Recording?
The besieging crowd was somewhat confused. Can a recording crystal ball break our siege?
Of course not, but it can record battlefield dynamics.
If this tedious battle doesn't even serve as a tutorial, then it would be quite nonsensical.
Sofia quietly thought.
She didn't draw her sword, but picked up a tree branch broken off a giant tree outside the city.
This branch is almost identical in size and thickness to Roland's scepter, very suitable for simulating Roland's fighting style.
She didn't use the Power of Destruction but summoned the Power of Light, which she had perceived after observing Roland these days.
Although she found the Goddess of Light Tiya detestable, light is not an abhorrent power.
In fact, the Power of Light is very comprehensive, encompassing attack, defense, enhancement, healing, resurrection, and many other functions. Mastering light, life will not be dark.
This isn't religious indoctrination but the truth.
The Power of Destruction specializes in attack and weakening, while the Power of Rebirth excels in defense, assistance, and resurrection. The combination of both perfectly realizes the effectiveness of the Power of Light.
Precisely because the Power of Light is so comprehensive, she deems Roland's potential limitless and despises Tiya even more.
Possessing supreme power yet becoming a servant, it's pathetic.
Let this light illuminate the hopeless Netherworld.
Tiya, Roland, watch closely, this is how the Power of Light is used.
[Illumination]
Milky white light surged from the palm, instantly filling the entire space.
Despite Netherworld being a land of death where talents abound, no one was proficient in positive attribute powers.
The Holy Light illuminated the Netherworld, blinding many attackers, rendering them momentarily incapacitated, unable to see anything.
Netherworld's strongmen only accustomed to dim light exhibited poor adaptability to strong light.
However, precisely because the Netherworld generally only had dim light, they didn't rely heavily on vision and quickly recovered from the chaos, launching another attack just moments later.
Countless projectiles and swords slammed into Sofia almost simultaneously.
A semi-transparent milky white Shield of Light appeared, enveloping Sofia.
Three pairs of Light wings unfolded behind her, resembling an angel's descent.
Upon seeing the three pairs of wings, many strongmen shuddered internally.
At least half of the exiled in this Netherworld had offended the Goddess of Light Tiya to be banished, seeing light descends akin to seeing a ghost.
This momentary bewilderment transformed their perfect rehearsed coordination into a piecemeal attack strategy.
If using the Power of Destruction, it wouldn't be so cumbersome, but now she is recording a teaching piece with the unfamiliar Power of Light for Roland, so technique is required.
Of course, Sofia wouldn't miss this fleeting opportunity, the branch lightly taps the edge of the helmet on the heavily armored samurai at the front.
The heavily armored samurai encased in black Orichalcum armor was nearly immune to direct damage in the short term, almost invincible.
Thus, he charged first, hastening his demise quickest.
Breaking heavy armor open with a thin branch is indeed dreaming, but Sofia wouldn't be hindered by a can.
When the branch tapped the mind, the Holy Light flickered suddenly, the oscillating power permeating the armor, directly liquefying the heavily armored samurai's brain, causing instant brain death.
The fall of the heavily armored samurai left the warriors following him bewildered.
The mightiest warrior collapsed, need the weaker ones ask?
They were initially following in the heavily armored samurai's wake to scrounge for advantage, never expecting to face a horrific monster, and their high morale crumbled instantly.
They had to seriously ponder a question.
Can Sofia actually kill them all?
The answer is obviously yes.
If it weren't for recording a relatively comprehensible teaching piece for Roland, she would have already killed everyone.
Despite the restraint, she was not on the same level as these hapless folks.
Perhaps they believed with everyone below the Divine Domain, the gap wouldn't be large.
Yet they were unaware that Sofia already embarked on an entirely different path.
No need to ascend to the Divine Domain, she can still achieve deification.
They confronted the half-step deified Sofia, the ultimate version touching the fetters Sofia.
Even if Tiya descended personally, without external forces, she wouldn't match Sofia.
This isn't a battle but simple slaughter lessons.
When over one-third had perished, the besieging crowd finally realized something was amiss.
The remaining group couldn't help but plea for mercy from Sofia.
Confronted with their cries, Sofia halted slightly, asking in a deep voice: "Who knows about the Sea of Annihilation?"
The crowd exchanged looks, not understanding the killer's purpose in asking about the Sea of Annihilation.
As they were uncertain about how to respond, Sofia already understood the answer.
If even the most crucial secrets are unknown, what use are these fools?
Being useless, then they should die.
The Netherworld residents have died once, even twice, a further death wouldn't matter.
Sofia raised her scepter, the Holy Light intensified.
Just as she was about to use a group ability to clear the field, someone couldn't help but howl.
"The Land of the Forsaken! The Sea of Annihilation is the Land of the Forsaken!"
Sofia's killing intent halted abruptly, her gaze turned cold.
"How much do you know, speak!"