Alice's voice echoed around.
Ares, hiding in the shadows, couldn't help but want to enter the fray and fight her himself.
A mere Mortal Deity, taunting so many Nature Deity-level elites and calling them wastes?
Where did she get the courage?
Ares thought back and realized, ah, the courage given by William the Obliterator...
It seemed there was nothing wrong with that after all.
Anyway, these Nature Deity elites were helpless against that alchemical furnace.
But they didn't know that!
Provoked by the taunt, someone couldn't restrain their anger and attacked again with their artifact, followed by a barrage of magical artifacts and a chaotic unleashing of special abilities and spells.
After shouting her taunts, Alice immediately felt the alchemical furnace she was hiding in transform the energy from the attacks outside into pure soul energy.
