Chapter 91: Descent [7] - Adaptation
However, Liora showed no discomfort in having invested all of her Evolution Points.
She could sense that her strength had recovered a lot as a result, and she had regained the power of an ordinary Young Devil.
Moreover, she noticed a familiar call coming from the shadows beneath her, as if they were children who were vying for her attention.
Glancing at the brackets behind Shadow Manipulation that had now turned into (Partially Unsealed), she understood that the enhancement of her base stats had also allowed her to unseal some of her suppressed abilities.
Although her current state was still far worse than her real strength, Liora was confident that, taking into account her extraordinary combat experience and many means, she would be able to emerge victorious against most Young Devils.
Even though Liora had undergone such a massive transformation, the time it took for the changes to occur was actually very brief.
Standing half a step behind her, the blonde woman didn’t notice anything wrong with Liora, showcasing the System’s superb power and mysteriousness once again.
Casting a glance at the woman—whose eyes were still glued to the figure of the person she earlier named as Uncle Roger—Liora remained calm.
Turning her head, she observed the battle that was taking place not far away.
With her vision and experience, she was instantly able to estimate the final outcome.
Before long, Roger would be defeated.
Even though he might be able to injure his opponent before his death, his fate had, for all intents and purposes, already been decided.
Clearly, the attackers had already known about his existence before they chose to attack the mansion.
Since they still dared to attack, it meant that they were confident enough to deal with him.
Liora’s thoughts soon proved to be true.
After narrowly dodging the powerful sword slash of Roger, the holy knight swung his sword around and, bypassing Roger’s defense, struck straight across his torso.
It was as if this attack had received God’s assistance.
As the sharp edge tore Roger’s chest apart, tiny amounts of holy power that were impossible to expel remained on the open wound.
They squirmed around like bloodthirsty maggots, not only preventing the wound from healing but also making it even more severe.
The aura of Roger fluctuated.
His movements paused for a brief moment, and his face twisted into a painful grimace.
Detecting this, the holy knight didn’t let him go.
Taking advantage of Roger’s brief pause, he charged forward and slashed with all his strength, not giving him any time to adjust his state.
"Sure enough!
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