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Kaguya tore off her blood-stained kimono, wrapped herself in a red corset, and, sprawled out with her head tilted back, shouted, "I can't do it anymore! I can't move at all!"

Everyone had severe burns on their face and body; Leila's arms and face were almost completely rotten.

With her sword still embedded in her skin, Ryu barely managed to raise her hand to wipe the black scorch marks from her face, her gaze fixed on the other side. She met Alfia's eyes, who was gripping Alfrike's neck.

"The battle is not over yet."

Lyra barely managed to open her eyes, and when she saw the witch standing amidst the ruins, she closed them in agony: "Ah... are you kidding me? We finally managed to kill the big monster, and now we have to fight an even stronger one?"

"Forget it, I'll just wait to die. I really can't move a single finger."

Riveria put down her staff and immediately returned to her battlefield.

Alfia tossed aside the unconscious Palum brothers and stared subtly at the elf: "I didn't expect you to escape..."

“This is not an escape! It is a tactical retreat leading to victory,” Riveria argued.

"But the price is that none of your allies will be able to get up. They will all die here if I want them to."

“You wouldn’t do that!” Rivera stared at the witch. “Compared to the ‘greatest evil’ monster that would surely destroy the world, you pose far less of a threat!”

"Oh, what makes you so sure?"

Rivera shook her head: "It's not about certainty, but about making choices. Even if we lose, the worst-case scenario is that the Tower of Babel collapses. Since our ancient ancestors were able to build the Tower of Babel with their own strength, as long as we are still here, as long as adventurers are still here, we can build countless more Towers of Babel!"

Rivera delivered the fatal blow: "Your goal is 'saving the world,' but killing adventurers will do you no good. Even if you want to nurture the final hero, we, the noise, can stand in his way when necessary."

"..." Alfia closed her eyes.

“So,” Riveria stretched out her hand, “that’s enough! Alfia! After the greatest evil is defeated, your plan will have no chance of succeeding!”

"Hehehe..." A strange laugh broke out between the two who were facing off.

Rivera's beautiful eyes trembled slightly as her gaze fell on the man on the other side.

"Who told you our goal was to destroy the Tower of Babel? Couldn't we just want to ravage you?"

Sharl stuck out his tongue, making a face as he mocked the self-righteous elf: "Hey, you don't actually think that the previous battles were evenly matched because of your clever teamwork, do you?"

"What?!" Riveria's expression was uncertain, countless questions flashing through the fog like lightning.

From the very beginning, the witch in front of them was just playing around, deliberately exhausting their physical and mental strength, and even limiting the power of their magic, all in order to protect herself to the greatest extent possible.

Looking at the elf whose face turned pale in an instant.

Charles crossed his arms and smirked: "Hey, have you ever seen [Silence] at its peak?"

Chapter 226 All members upgrade

Heyday?

Riveria had certainly seen it before.

At that time, she was still a supporter in the Leviathan campaign, and she saw from afar the enormous clock tower that was capable of destroying everything and had a destructive power of over 500 meters.

But is that really Alfia's true power?

Rumor has it that she was already seriously ill at that time.

"Don't scare me. Alfia isn't in good shape right now either. Can she even unleash the power of level 6?"

Riveria raised her staff, not feeling that her previous efforts had been a futile waste.

"That's enough to deal with you." Alfia didn't even bother to look up. "Or are you trying to rely on those little girls over there?"

"..."

Riveria glanced at the four Palum brothers, who couldn't get up, and then stared at the dwarf kneeling on the ground, panting heavily. A sense of powerlessness enveloped her.

"What else do you want to do? If you still want to fight, then we have no choice but to admit defeat." Riveria stood in front of all the adventurers.

"Admit defeat?" Alfia's expression was furious, her magic surging and churning. "Just how much disappointment do you intend to inflict before you're satisfied?"

The stirring emotions, carried by the sound, resonated deep within the spirit's heart.

"Faced with an insurmountable barrier, is your choice to abandon your companions and try to avoid the fight? What a pedantic and disgusting noise."

Alfia spread his five fingers, aimed at the confused elf, and pulled the trigger.

"boom--"

Her delicate body, offering no resistance, was blown away by the impact and collapsed in a sorry state at the end of the tunnel.

Alfia could not tolerate Riveria's strategy.

Yes, after the death of the Greatest Evil, Alfia had no reason to continue fighting. If it were just a matter of ravaging, at this moment, apart from Sharl, no one on the battlefield would still be standing.

But the purpose of the torment was not simply to inflict cruelty, but to force the hero's egg to grow under immense pressure.

Rivera did a great job before, integrating unknown technologies into her body to create a winning opportunity.

but……

Alfia glanced at the blonde girl kneeling on one knee, supporting herself with a silver sword.

Has becoming a mother made me weak?

In this case……

"The future Orario has no need for deserters seeking fame and fortune. Since you have chosen death, then let me take the place of the End and destroy you." Alfia's cold voice fell.

Ciel noticed the witch's strange behavior and took two steps back.

Judging from the magical power emanating from her, Alfia was serious this time.

……

"What should we do, Alexie?"

On the ruins not far from where they met, Alexie stood up, her body swaying as she struggled to her feet.

"Of course, I'll go help."

Werewolf Niz struggled to her feet, her hands bracing against the mud.

"In our current condition, can we still run?"

Ryu turned to look at Noin and Iska: "Are there any more elixirs?"

"Sorry, there's not a single drop left."

"Our equipment is almost completely broken, and we're at our wits' end."

The two center-backs gave wry smiles.

Maru, kneeling on the ground, tried to activate the healing spell again, but the light only flickered for a moment before falling into silence.

She slumped down, her mind reeling, and said dejectedly, "My mental state has reached its limit."

"Damn it, is this the end?" The wounded Japanese samurai and the wicked Palum both uttered helplessly.

"Everyone...it's not time to despair yet."

In the deathly silent center of the battlefield, a walnut-colored hair, radiating starlight, swayed as she moved forward. She stood at the center of the crowd, her eyes, filled with pity and pride, scanning each woman one by one.

She took out eleven test tubes containing purple elixirs from her handbag and waved them at the women with a smile.

"Lady Astraea!"

"That's... a panacea!"

"That's wonderful! Lady Astraea, I love you to death!"

The Astrea Familia shook off their previous dejection, with the best-performing member, Alicia, distributing the Panacea to everyone.

The goddess followed behind Alicia, pierced her finger, and stood behind everyone who had finished their treatment:

"Come on, having defeated the 'Greatest Evil,' we should all be able to transcend. Let's face the final challenge with a completely new attitude!"

Alexie couldn't hide her surprise: "An upgrade for 11 people! That's level 11! Yes, yes, it'll definitely work. This will greatly increase our combat power. There's always a way!"

As Astridia expected, the experience points from the "Greatest Evil" were enough for everyone to transcend great achievements and enter a new phase.

Having recovered from their injuries and regained their strength, the newly formed Astrea Familia quickly headed towards the other side of the battlefield.

Only the blonde loli was kneeling on the ruins, her little face puffed up like a bun.

"My experience points have been stolen." Charles's figure slowly approached Astraea.

"Cunning," Ais said with displeasure.

She was angry that she wasn't given a jar of panacea, even though she was clearly better than everyone else.

Charles pulled a bottle of elixir from his pocket: "Don't be angry, here you go."

"Black Dragon Elixir?"

"no……"

"Stingy." The little girl complained, tilted her head back and drank the potion. Once her injuries had healed, she picked up her sword, took short strides, and ran off, leaving only a swaying golden-haired figure behind.

Done everything.

Charles withdrew his gaze and looked directly at the gods and goddesses who had stepped onto the battlefield.

"Oh dear—Lord Erebus, how did you get arrested? This puts me in a difficult position."

“Sorry, all my guards have abandoned me.” Erebus shrugged. “Would you like to come and save me? My kin.”

however……

Facing Ciel, the Hermes Familia members guarding Astraea were sweating profusely. Their levels were not high, at most level 2, and they were insignificant compared to the ruthless person who could suppress Astraea's entire Familia single-handedly.

"Joker... please don't act rashly," Falgar warned, his words sounding stern but ultimately weak.

"Oh dear, my lord god is in your hands. I'm the one who should be afraid." Charles raised his hand and stepped back with a smile.

When he reached Witt, who was covered in knife wounds, he nudged his ally with his ankle.

"Hey, are you dead yet?"

"Cough cough—" Witt opened one eye: "I'm not dead yet."