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“You will see.” Mie Zhan’s face was calm as still water, his eyes firm and deep, as he coldly responded to Enpres.

Her calm voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, carrying an undeniable air of authority and confidence.

“If you can help us successfully kill ‘X,’ then this experimental site is yours to dispose of.” Empres remained calm, but her words were as shocking as thunder.

This horrific truth was revealed so casually, it sent chills down one's spine.

"So that's how it is..." Mie Zhan didn't show much surprise after hearing the news.

It seems that she and the group members had already speculated about this situation.

“With your current strength, you are far from being able to make contact with the being ‘X’, but I am willing to give you enough time to grow and prepare.” As Enpres spoke, he turned his gaze to the jet-black longsword that Mie Zhan was holding tightly in his hand.

The sword gleamed with a dark light, faintly emanating a chilling aura.

"After all, as the Emperor Champion, you've always been the one most adept at creating miracles, haven't you?" Empres looked at Mie Zhan with a half-smile, his tone carrying both anticipation and a hint of mockery.

“Uh…” Mie Zhan was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting Enpres to use the story she had told earlier to retaliate against him on the spot.

However, she quickly regained her composure and gave a faint smile.

Because she knew that she had more than just this one black sword.

After learning about her characteristics, Tarachin lent her the Lion Sword he had obtained, and Kirsajarn also got a Khorne Demon Sword for Mischief.

"So what? You so-called 'Emperor Champion' can't even create a small miracle?" Empres mocked again.

“The Black Sword is just the first stage of my adaptation.” Mischievous War understood that the Siren Arbiter before her wanted to see more of her reliance.

Under the watchful eyes of the three, the black sword flew back behind Mie Zhan, then golden light shone, and the black sword disappeared, replaced by a sheathed greatsword that was much larger than the black sword.

Mie Zhan's throat went dry with nervousness. After swallowing hard, her slightly trembling hand slowly reached for the shrunken lion sword.

The moment she gripped the hilt of the sword, a deafening roar echoed in her mind.

"Roar!"

The roar sounded like a lion's furious howl, and this power originated from the memories of Leon the Lion, the Primarch of the Dark Angels, the Lord of the First Legion. Like a surging tide, these memories flooded into the Mind Cube of Contempt.

Upon seeing this scene, Empres's expression, which had been somewhat mocking, suddenly changed. She immediately abandoned her contempt, because the current battle gave her an extremely dangerous and eerie feeling.

"Didn't you think about the serious consequences of doing this?" Empres asked in a low voice.

"I...I..." Mie Zhan trembled all over, muttering incoherently.

Suddenly, as if snapping out of her daze, she abruptly raised her head, her eyes wide open, flashing with a mad and furious light, and shouted, "I am Leon! Lord of the First Legion! Shameless traitor! Now, step forward and face my wrath!"

Before she finished speaking, the lion sword in her hand shot out like lightning, slashing fiercely at Enpres with astonishing speed, almost like teleportation.

Fortunately, Empres had always been highly vigilant against the attack, and seeing this, she dodged the fatal blow by quickly turning to the side.

However, the battle did not end there. He brandished his lion sword once again, creating a sharp gust of wind.

This time, although Empres managed to dodge again, the powerful energy generated by the disintegrating force field easily severed several strands of her hair.

At that moment, Mie Zhan descended upon the world like a lion king, his powerful aura seemingly capable of devouring the entire world.

A mysterious light surrounded Mie Zhan, and a set of green power armor seemed to appear on her body, perfectly conforming to her body curves as if it were tailor-made.

At the same time, a pair of wings shimmering with a mysterious light slowly unfolded on either side of her head, trembling slightly and stirring up a gentle breeze.

Faced with the relentless, storm-like attacks of the contemptuous warrior, Enpres's anger was finally ignited.

A massive shark-shaped ship armor instantly appeared from behind her. The shark-shaped ship armor was entirely black and covered with a thick layer of armor, making it appear indestructible.

At the bow, rows of incredibly powerful naval cannons stretched out menacingly, their dark muzzles relentlessly aimed at the Mie Zhan.

With a deafening roar, thick beams of light shot out from the ship's cannons, hurtling towards the Mie Zhan with earth-shattering force.

However, Mie Zhan's reaction speed was faster than imagined. In a flash, she narrowly avoided these deadly beams of light.

"Very good, this is the power you should truly possess!" Empres didn't care at all that her close-range cannon fire had missed its target. A hint of excitement flashed in her eyes as she manipulated more ship cannons to simultaneously aim at Mie Zhan.

In an instant, countless beams of light intertwined to form an impenetrable net of fire, completely sealing off all the space around Mie Zhan for dodging.

Just when everyone thought that Mie Zhan was doomed and there was no way to avoid it, a miracle happened again.

With a slight twist of her body and agile, unpredictable steps, Mie Zhan managed to find a tiny gap in the seemingly flawless barrage of fire.

Without hesitation, she leaped in and, in a bizarre manner, successfully dodged Empres's fierce barrage.

After a series of dazzling dodges, the Contemptuous Battle was now within arm's reach of Empres.

Seeing this, Enpres was not to be outdone. She steered the black steel tail of her shark-like ship like a raging python, lashing out fiercely at Mie Zhan.

Wherever the tail passed, the air was torn apart, producing a sharp, piercing sound.

Mischievous Battle also dodged the lash of Steel Tail, but as he jumped to avoid it, Lion Sword left a wound on it.

Empres' attack was not over. At this moment, what appeared before the eyes of the Mie Zhan was the chilling close-range firing of the ship's cannons!

The dark, gaping muzzle resembled the gaping maw of a ferocious beast, exuding an aura of death.

However, faced with Empres's fierce close-range artillery barrage, Mitterrand did not back down.

She resolutely activated all her ship's cannons and opened fire simultaneously.

A deafening roar followed – “Boom!”

The sound of the gunfire from the Mie Zhan was not at all like the dull sound that a 381mm naval gun should have; instead, it sounded more like the roar of a large cannon.

Just then, the solid shell hurtled toward Empres with lightning speed.

Unable to dodge, Empres withstood the volley of gunfire from the main guns of the Defiant War without reservation. In an instant, flames soared into the sky and thick smoke billowed.

But at the same time, Enpres's light cannon was not to be outdone. It broke through layers of black smoke and charged straight at Mie Zhan with endless energy.

Despite being hampered by black smoke and artillery fire, Empres still accurately located the enemy ship, and the two turrets on its right side, which were emitting blue smoke, were directly hit by the beam.

In an instant, the sizzling sound of metal melting at high temperature filled the air. The two turrets, like fragile tofu, crumbled and collapsed instantly under the impact of the light cannons.

Even after suffering such a heavy blow, Mie Zhan seemed completely unconcerned about his own injuries.

She gripped the lion sword tightly in both hands, raised it high, glared at Empres, and roared at the top of her lungs, "Repent for what you have done, Koz!"