Couldn’t feel any pain?
"You just have a slightly higher resistance. If I continue to torture you, you definitely won’t be able to keep calm like just now."
Back when she was the princess of the dragon tribe, Mavis had to fight all kinds of opponents.
And of course, she had fought many people who said they couldn’t feel pain like Astral.
But, those people would definitely kneel down and beg Mavis to stop after being tortured by her in all sorts of ways.
Back then, her opponents were much stronger than Astral.
Yet, Mavis was still able to make them submit without breaking a sweat.
Even though she had weakened a lot, that didn’t mean she would lose to this demon.
"Even if you really couldn’t feel the pain, so what?"
Mavis shrugged nonchalantly, appearing unconcerned.
"Before death, all are equal."
"...Before death... all are equal?"
Astral paused, then, a smile appeared on the demon’s face.
"Yes, you’re right, human."
But she didn’t care about Astral’s way of addressing her.
Mavis frowned unconsciously.
Even though she couldn’t see it, she could feel something had just been released.
And it seemed like it had completely covered this battlefield.
"Look around you, human."
Astral didn’t directly answer Mavis’s question.
So, she started looking around.
And what entered Mavis’s field of vision actually made her feel a little uncomfortable.
All the plants were slowly dying.
And on the tree branches, the hearts of the birds had long since stopped.
"...So this is how you turned that giant rice field into a dead land?"
Astral smiled brightly.
"But why aren’t you dead?"
The demon tilted her head slightly.
A few question marks appeared above her head.
"Just now, I clearly saw that arrow pierce through your head, but you still didn’t die. And now it’s the same."
Then suddenly, Astral shouted loudly:
"You’re an immortal!?"
Eagerness was evident in her every expression, for some reason.
Mavis didn’t reply to the demon.
She felt that she didn’t need to.
On the battlefield, Mavis usually tried to keep her opponents as ignorant as possible.
Because then, who knew if that would become a blade to confront her?
"You’re a madman, Astral."
Mavis took a step forward.
"And a madman usually needs to be punched to become wise."
"Oh no. Your turn is over, human."
With a cute smile, the demon jumped back several steps, easily increasing the distance between her and Mavis.
A snap of the fingers rang out clearly in the deathly silent battlefield.
And then, the next second, from the sky, around Astral, hundreds, thousands, or rather millions of invisible daggers suddenly appeared from nothingness.
Just like that invisible arrow.
Except this time there were more.
"Damn... She really wants to kill me."
Mavis commented, not revealing too much emotion.
Meanwhile, Astral was fascinated by her courage.
"Oh, you still don’t feel scared?"
Even the bravest person would tremble, even pee their pants, at the sight of this.
But, Mavis still kept an expression that was neither hot nor cold.
"Why should I be afraid?"
The demon’s smile grew even brighter.
"But can you still say that after being stabbed and turned into a beehive?"
Astral raised one hand, then swung it down without delay. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
And the next moment, all those deadly daggers were flying straight at Mavis.
Just like a rainstorm.
And those daggers were rainwater.
But, unlike a normal rainstorm, if Mavis was stabbed even by a single graze, she would die.
Or rather, she would be forced to return to Death City.
In this situation, that was no different from death.
"But that only happens if I get stabbed by them."
A faint trace of contempt flashed in Mavis’s eyes.
"These daggers, other than their quantity, are incomparable in speed to that arrow."
Then, she lowered her center of gravity, and began dodging.
Like a skilled dancer, like a seasoned ice skater, Mavis easily dodged all those daggers.
Not even a scratch appeared on her ivory body.
Nevertheless, not far away, Astral still showed no fear.
That smile was still on the demon’s face.
And she was continuously summoning more daggers.
Very quickly, the number went from millions to tens of millions.
And perhaps very soon, the number would reach billions.
But, even so, Mavis still did not feel shaken.
"Perhaps... I have already guessed what your power is, Astral."
As she spoke, she dodged and closed the distance with the demon.
Astral smiled faintly, completely ignoring Mavis’s words.
But, very quickly, she would be forced to retract that smile.
"Your power allows you to control your own killing intent at will, right?"
From the very beginning, when observing Astral, Mavis realized something strange.
That was, this demon had a large amount of killing intent.
Her killing intent was so great that it could easily cover an entire village, or even an entire city.
Mavis had never met anyone who possessed such a huge amount of killing intent.
And she also had no idea why Astral had so much killing intent.
But now, Mavis understood.
"To you, your own killing intent is like fuel, right?"
That’s why these daggers and that arrow were transparent.
It wasn’t because Astral did it on purpose, but because killing intent was something that couldn’t be seen with the naked eye.
"You compressed your own killing intent to create these weapons, right?"
The smile on the demon’s lips had vanished.
Her expression now looked truly gloomy.
"But, I still don’t understand what that has to do with your insane resistance."
Or was it related to the amount of killing intent that was enough to cover the entire sky?
Mavis smiled as she successfully closed in on Astral.
"That doesn’t matter anymore."
She quickly grabbed one of the countless invisible daggers that were rushing towards her.
"Because you’re about to die."
Then, Mavis stabbed the dagger straight into Astral’s chest.
Causing the demon’s pupils to constrict, and then spurting out a huge amount of blood instantly.
"How is it? Does it feel good to be killed by your own creation?"