As expected of the Abyssal Lord who merged with the Judgment Temple... truly absurd...
Asar couldn't help but sigh inwardly with resignation.
Then, Under Lady Yumo's intense and puzzled gaze, this newly ascended Ninth level chosen one slowly raised both hands in a gesture of surrender. At the same time, the platinum divine aura rippling around Asar instantly retracted into her body, clearly a show of weakness.
"I have no intention of fighting you, Lady Yumo."
"Hmm?"
Faced with Asar's direct statement, Yumo was slightly taken aback, seemingly bewildered by the scene before her. After all, in the past, even a Seventh level apostle who had taken enhancement potions would fearlessly charge at her, swinging wildly. But now, after the chosen one had obtained the trial inheritance and reached the highest realm, she didn't even attempt to fight? Instead, she was giving the French military salute?
