Perfikot had never revealed such a terrifying form.
In the past, although she was called the Blood Countess, what she showed the world was just her coldness and cruelty of her methods, not that she herself was so fearsome.
After all, no matter what icy and ruthless things a teenage girl does, she still looks weak and cute on the outside.
However, at this moment, endless anger filled Perfikot’s heart.
Already overwhelmed with the fury and pressure from the nonstop overtime and paperwork recently, Perfikot felt the thread called reason in her mind had snapped. She was beyond anger, wanting only to completely erase those who angered her from this world in the cruelest way.
She worked tirelessly, sacrificing sleep and leisure to save more people, striving to maintain social stability and prevent more innocents from dying in the chaos brought by the apocalypse.
But now, there was actually someone stirring up trouble, even committing such a cruel and heinous act as cannibalism, and she simply could not find any reason to convince herself not to be angry.
Her long-suppressed emotions were completely unleashed, and even under the influence of the Philosopher’s Stone and alchemy, it completely distorted the appearance and form of the steam knight armor she wore.
Originally, the steam knight armor Perfikot hastily found was a set of female knight armor with relatively gentle lines and smaller size, lacking the heavy armor plates of male knights.
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Yet now, under the influence of Perfikot’s released anger, the surface of this steam armor looked as though scorched by flames, turning completely blackened and filled with red and yellow flame patterns, as if flames had been imprinted onto the armor.
If it were just , it wouldn’t truly be frightening. The real terror was that on the shoulders, knees, chest, and back of the hands of the steam armor, skull or human face patterns and reliefs appeared.
And they were all entwined with thorns, exhibiting expressions of pained screams.
These patterns and reliefs were so lifelike that anyone merely seeing this steam armor felt as though countless voices wailing were by their ears.
Not only that, even the originally rounded and soft appearance of the steam armor became fierce and sharp, with many spikes emerging from its surface, making the armor increasingly menacing.
Especially when Perfikot spread a pair of wings like bat wings on the back of the armor and flew, the frightful degree of this armor escalated another level.
It was as if a demon had descended from hell.
As Perfikot flew over the city with this form, countless people were terrified, truly believing that the apocalypse had arrived and a demon from hell had appeared on earth.
Though, in a certain sense, their judgment was not entirely wrong, but undeniably, Perfikot’s appearance scared many people.
Especially when she followed the clues in the letters to the place where the mastermind was hiding, some people were scared to death.
It was an aristocratic estate belonging to a count whose name Perfikot had never even heard of, but now this count was already lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, clearly fainted from fright.
As for the mastermind, who still stood in front of Perfikot, appearing like a preacher, but his attire clearly marked him as someone aligned with heresy.
Beside this heretic was a group of followers who appeared to be composed of minor nobles and small merchants. Though they were also afraid, they displayed a sort of fanaticism and conviction that surprised Perfikot.
"God, has the apocalypse truly arrived? Why do you allow demons to roam under the sun?" Facing the intimidating form of Perfikot, the mastermind unexpectedly called out to the skies to God, nearly leaving Perfikot dumbfounded.
Why is a heretic calling out to God? Shouldn’t you be worshiping some Evil God? You’re making me feel like the villain here!
But anger did not stun Perfikot; she opened the helmet of the steam knight armor, gazing at the mastermind in front of her with angry and stern eyes, questioning him: "Traitor, why do you incite unrest in the Empire at such a crucial moment, committing acts of betrayal against the Empire!"
Thinking he hallucinated seeing a young girl’s head emerge from the armor, the mastermind shouted loudly: "Demon, you cannot tempt me! I am a devoted follower of God, and I will never fall for your deception!
The world is not facing the apocalypse at all; it’s all just a lie!
The Lord of the Northern Territory fabricated this, intending to deceive the Empire and tempt its citizens. Once they arrive in the Northern Territory, she will use evil magic to enslave them and offer them as sacrifices to the Evil God!"
As the mastermind passionately shouted, he also called out loudly to the people beside him: "Brothers and sisters, strengthen your faith! Let us fight against these demons together!"