Chapter 169: The Death of Potimas
Potimas could not understand why the Gloria Omega Type weapon he had poured his heart and soul into creating was so utterly fragile before Ariel.
According to the data he had gathered from the Dragon Race long ago, this weapon was absolutely capable of posing a threat to Gulie.
It shouldn't be!
Data does not lie.
Yet the reality lay bare before his eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe it.
His weapon had been destroyed.
And the person who had destroyed his weapon was standing right in front of him.
For the very first time, Potimas felt fear.
Ariel, however, had zero reservations. She approached the culture vessel, shattered the glass enclosure with a single punch, and hauled Potimas out by the neck.
"If you don't have any other tricks up your sleeve, then die."
Her face was ice-cold, and the killing intent in her eyes was so dense it looked as if she were a beast ready to devour a human whole.
Potimas's breathing grew increasingly difficult, but he still strained with all his might to speak: "Don't look down on me, Gaia!!!"
Ariel was startled by the sudden roar. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was about to transform into Ultraman.
In the next instant, countless metallic nano-liquids began to converge toward Potimas.
Ariel's expression shifted slightly, and she immediately let go, tossing him aside.
After surging out of the culture vessel, the metallic liquid rapidly rushed into the old fairy's withered body, restoring his vitality and breathing new life into him at a rate visible to the naked eye.
"You say I know absolutely nothing about the Divine Realm?"
"Heh, long before you were even born, I was already researching the application of magic."
"Gods are merely a bunch of humans who use higher-order magic."
"If not for the restrictions of the shackles on the soul, what do gods even amount to?"
Potimas's tone was exceptionally arrogant, but to Ariel's ears, it sounded like utter nonsense.
Things like divinity, authority, and divine nature were not things that could be summed up by higher-order magic.
The old elf believed too much in science and data; instead, it had caused him to fall into a lower tier.
The end of science is theology; the end of theology is metaphysics; the end of metaphysics is pay-to-win.
Learning knows no bounds, and there is always a world beyond world.
One must never look at anything with an absolute mindset.
What destroys you is never ignorance, but arrogance.
Nevertheless, Potimas did possess some redeeming qualities.
At the very least, this guy's technological level was something no one else could ever hope to reach.
But so what?
Delusionally hoping a mortal body could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the gods?
Please, that's a privilege reserved only for main characters.
She disdained to preach any grand principles to Potimas; she preferred to solve problems with her fists.
"Your words make a lot of sense, so..."
She raised her hand and curled it into a fist, as a cluster of crimson light condensed into a sphere within her palm.
"Take your delusions and die."
Ariel smashed her fist down violently, carrying a force capable of destroying everything.
The newly formed nano-armor erupted with powerful energy fluctuations; that was the MA Energy Potimas had gathered over countless years.
Through a series of magical conversions, the energy formed a specialized absolute defense unique to the Dragon Race, a
"Naive! Do you really think you can shake a machine body I poured my heart and soul into creating over thousands of years?" A hint of madness surfaced on Potimas's face.
*Boom!*
A massive energy shockwave rippled out from the point where the two forces clashed. The entire space began to distort, and tears in space manifested, with spatial fissures slicing in all directions like sharp blades.
The earth began to shake violently as if an Earth Dragon were turning over; mountains split apart, and rivers stopped flowing.
*Crack—*
The crisp sound of fragile glass shattering echoed clearly throughout the space.
Ariel's gaze turned sharp. "Potimas, farewell."
She spoke indifferently, and her right hand suddenly unleashed its full power, shattering the
The matchless, tyrannical force of the punch followed the spatial fractures, blasting straight through Potimas's chest and abdomen, and continued to spread.
*Bang—*
A dull explosion rang out. Ariel withdrew her right fist, while Potimas's body had already turned to dust, leaving behind only a semi-metallic head that rolled to the ground.
"This... isn't... *bzzzt*... scientific..."
"Phew..." Ariel let out a long breath, her face slightly pale.
"I almost couldn't hold back my strength and nearly destroyed the planet. That was close."
Sometimes, being too powerful was also a bad thing.
Just like right now.
Ariel had been too excited, and with a slight slip, she had completely leveled the Elf Village.
The underground space had now become open-air; one could well imagine just how terrifying this power was.
If Shirazawa and the other two hadn't happened to return after dealing with the teardrops and promptly gathered everyone on the battlefield into the alternate dimension, the Demon Lord's army would likely have very few survivors left.
"Ahaha, sorry, sorry! I used a bit too much force, I didn't mean to."
Ariel repeatedly apologized to the tightly frowning Gulie.
The other half of the planet was already in ruins. If she had used just a little more force, the final two continents might have sunk as well.
As the Administrator, Gulie did not press the matter this time for Potimas's sake; he merely reminded the girl to be careful next time.
No, there wouldn't be a next time.
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred.
Gulie stepped directly onto Potimas's remaining head, looking down at him from above, his face filled with resentment and killing intent.
Although Potimas had lost, there wasn't the slightest hint of regret on his face; he was even laughing.
"Haha... haha... you all... won't make it. This planet is already beyond saving... *bzzzt*..."
"I found... a habitable... planet. If you're interested... we can cooperate... and take all of humanity..."
Originally, he had long intended to leave this planet that was on the verge of collapse and head to a new home to start over.
But that damned Evil God refused to let anyone leave unless the planet collapsed and the world was destroyed.
Now, he threw out a brand-new path to save all of humanity, attempting to entice these fellows into leaving the planet.
That way, that Evil God would definitely step in to stop them.
He would watch the tigers fight from the safety of the mountain and reap the spoils of the fisherman—splendid, truly splendid.
Even if he was killed right now, it didn't matter; at the very least, he could plant a time bomb for these guys.
Perhaps once he went to Hell, he might even meet these old acquaintances there.
Potimas's wishful thinking could not be described as anything less than brilliant. Furthermore, what he hadn't expected was that after going down to Hell, he really did meet an old acquaintance.
And he was given a few hundred thousand extra years of jail time under that acquaintance's special "care"—though of course, that is a story for another time.
"Do you mind if I deliver the final blow?"
Gulie completely ignored Potimas's enticement, turning his gaze toward Ariel instead.
"Ah~~ suit yourself. I've already had enough fun today, so I'll let you have some fun too."
Shirazawa: "..."
Shiraori: "..."
Gulie: "..."
What kind of wild, double-entendre phrasing was this?
The three of them were left speechless on the spot.
However, it was plain to see that Ariel's mood today was exceptionally beautiful.
Ultimately, amidst a violent explosion, Potimas's head was thoroughly blown to pieces.
What awaited him would not be death, but an even more brutal destination.
Shirazawa silently dialed Menka's number, asking her to do a small favor.
Ariel: "Alright! Next up, the only thing left is to save Lord Sariel."
Shiraori: "I wonder how the war between humans and demons is progressing?"
Gulie: "If too many humans die, I might step in."
Shirazawa: "It doesn't matter. You can't beat us anyway."
Gulie: "..."
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