345 The Despairing Holy Zither and Saint Miti

Holy Zither's face was calm, as though she didn't have the slightest bit of human emotion. She stared coldly at Adrian, continuing to speak.

"I sentence you to the end of everything!"

After speaking, the aura which continued to rise from Holy Zither's body suddenly increased explosively, reaching the early stage of the god level.

Even though she would be suppressed within this training ground of the laws of slaughter, her power was enough to deal with Adrian, who was at the peak of the demigod level.

When Adrian saw this scene, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he revealed a smug smile.

"Archangel, is this your last resort? Don't tell me you think that you can defeat me just by forcibly raising your secret technique to the early stage of the god level? In order to deal with you, I've made quite a bit of preparation this time."

Adrian laughed evilly and a longsword slowly appeared in his hand.