Cecilia’s body began to change.
Fine, light-blue scales appeared on her skin.
Her legs showed signs of merging together.
The air around her filled with damp water vapor and an even more intense wave of Charm.
She was trying to transform into her Sea Siren Singer form.
To use her Power of the Beloved.
She was preparing to turn the tide of battle with her strongest Charming Sound and Water Control Ability.
However, it was all in vain.
No matter how melodious and soul-stirring her voice was.
No matter how powerful the Charm Field she emitted.
The moment it came within several meters of Seraphina Sullivan, it was swallowed up without a trace.
Her Spirit Charm was easily dispelled and purified by the Holy Domain and Spirit Barrier radiating from the phantom Fiery Sunflowers circling around Seraphina.
The warm light of the Flame seemed to be the natural nemesis of her kind of Enchanting Power.
Cecilia’s beauty and song, which she took so much pride in, seemed so pale and powerless before this absolute Guardian God.
Seraphina Sullivan’s eyes were icy, without a hint of pity for the beautiful woman.
She didn’t want to repeat the same mistake that happened with Solomon Ennis.
The target had clearly been killed, only to be "revived" by some bizarre intervention and turn into an even more troublesome monster.
She had to ensure a clean, decisive kill, leaving no opportunity for any Divine being to interfere!
’I hope this damn instance doesn’t pull any more weird stunts!’
Seraphina grumbled to herself as she steadied her aim.
At the same time, she calculated her opponent’s possible life-saving measures or items.
However, while the dream was beautiful, reality was cruel.
It was a classic case of what you fear most is what comes to pass.
Just as Seraphina Sullivan was about to pull the trigger.
And Sean Chandler was about to crash into Lina’s shadow.
Cecilia and Lina let out desperate, piercing cries at almost the same time.
Their voices were filled with fanaticism and a final plea:
"Great Fiend God! Your most faithful Beloved implores you! Bestow your grace and save your humble servant!"
"Supreme God of Assassination! Your devout blade begs for your gaze! We have cleared the obstacles from your path. Please reveal your divine might and protect your Angel Envoy!"
Seraphina Sullivan: ???
’A final, desperate struggle before death?’
’Praying to a God?!’
In a normal instance, praying to one’s patron Divine in a desperate situation might just be for psychological comfort.
But in this "Zombie Kingdom," where multiple Divine had already interfered and thrown the rules into chaos... who knew what could happen?!
Seraphina had thought it was just the mad ramblings of a cornered enemy, a final desperate struggle.
But in the next second.
An irresistible, immeasurably vast power suddenly descended!
This Power didn’t attack or defend; it directly twisted the rules of Space in their area!
Seraphina’s vision blurred.
The familiar scenery instantly became hazy and distorted.
She was assaulted by a strong sense of spatial tearing and dizziness.

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