"I've been looking for you, Mikhail." Sofia held the spear and said with cold eyes.

"Looking for me? Why, you also want to join the hooves of liberation. If so, I'm very welcome."

Mikhail had a smile on his face, but that smile matched his abnormally distorted face, making him look extremely ferocious.

"No, I am disrupting the hooves of liberation," Sophia held the morning light and said with murderous intent, "I want to stop your atrocities!"

"That's right." Mikhail lowered his head, his eyes gloomy, "In the end, you chose to be enemies with your own kind for the sake of human beings... You really are..."

The atmosphere of the confrontation between Sofia and Mikhail was as tense as a string about to break.

The air was filled with strong murderous intent, and even the sound of breathing seemed to be particularly clear in the dull silence. Mikhail tensed his muscles, his gray skin was like a piece of cold iron under the light and shadow, and his eyes were full of hatred and rage.

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"traitor!!!"

His fingers trembled slightly, as if he was ready to rush forward at any moment and tear Sophia into pieces.

"We are all human beings, how can we talk about traitors!!"

Sofia remained as calm as ever, pointing the tip of her gun steadily at Mikhail, her dark blue eyes without any fluctuation, as if he was just a stone in front of her.

Her legs were slightly bent, ready for impact at any time, and her ponytail was tied high, swaying gently with the wind.

Sophia held Alicia's waist with her left hand and gently placed her in a safe corner next to her. Then her right hand suddenly exerted force, and the gun barrel flashed a cold light.

"Boom——!"

Mikhail exerted force suddenly, the horse's hooves slammed on the ground, and stones flew everywhere.

The ground shook due to his power, and a strong current was brought up in the air.

He was extremely fast and rushed in front of Sophia almost instantly. He clenched his fists and swung them down with fierce force.

The fist roared like a giant hammer that broke through the air, hitting Sophia directly in the face.

Sofia's eyes narrowed, and the gun barrel suddenly swung horizontally, instantly blocking Mikhail's mountain-like fist.

Boom——

The huge impact sounded like muffled thunder exploding in the air. Sophia's feet slipped a few steps on the ground, but she still stood firmly, and the spear did not waver at all.

"Crack!"

The two of them passed each other, and Sofia quickly counterattacked, backhanded the gun like a poisonous snake, and struck Mikhail in the side.

The ancient runes engraved on the gun barrel shone with a faint blue light, carrying the power of thaumaturgy.

Mikhail ducked sideways at the critical moment, but the gun blade still scratched his skin, leaving a bright red blood mark.

"You are too slow." Sofia said coldly, adjusting the hand holding the gun slightly, turning the tip of the gun and stabbing Mikhail's jaw.

Mikhail's face was expressionless, and the scar did not have any impact on him.

He grabbed Sophia's gun barrel with his backhand and pulled hard, trying to pull her towards him. The force in his hand was like a landslide.

But Sophia used the gun as an axis, spun around flexibly, jumped lightly to his other side, quickly adjusted her posture, held the gun barrel with both hands, and swung out at lightning speed.

"Bang!"

The blow came fiercely, hitting Mikhail's temple.

Mikhail's pupils shrank sharply, he reacted quickly, crossed his hands in front of him, and took Sofia's sharp shot.

The sharp sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air echoed in his ears, and the strong impact penetrated his arm, causing his bones to groan weakly.

Mikhail took a step back, his arms numbing slightly, but he did not show any expression of pain. Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bloody smile.

"Step by step, pick the spear, use the strong wrist..." Mikhail said in a low voice with blood on the corner of his mouth and a sinister smile, "Obviously they are all inferior terms, but you are much more proficient in using them than me.

Sophia...you have always been so powerful."

He stood still, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and suppressed anger leaked out from almost every pore.

He licked the blood on his lips and chuckled, but there was endless ferocity in his smile.

Sofia's eyes were extremely cold, and the spear in her hand was pointed steadily at Mikhail. The trace of unbearability that flashed in her eyes was quickly wiped away by her.

She knew that the former comrade in front of her was no longer the person she was familiar with, but was replaced by an enemy swallowed by hatred and madness.

"You can't beat me, Garcia," she said in a cold tone without any emotion, "If you stop now, it's still too late."

Mikhail was stunned for a moment, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter wild and hoarse, revealing endless ridicule and disdain.

Laughter echoed in the empty arena, as if laughing at Sophia's innocence.

"Hahaha," he laughed, leaning forward slightly, with fierce eyes and a hoarse mocking voice.

"Do you think you can kill me? Sophia, do you really think you can change anything? We have all come this far, and you still think you are on the side of justice?"

Mikhail looked at Sofia coldly, with a mocking smile on his lips, and said softly:

"When I came here today, I knew you would come and stop me, so I specially prepared a gift for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tore off the collar under his neck, revealing huge gray crystals embedded under his skin.

The crystal shone with a strange light, as if it contained some indescribable power.

Sophia's face instantly turned pale, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold her neck, which was also embedded with a smaller crystal.

At this moment, the crystal was intensely hot, and the burning sensation spread rapidly from the surface of her skin.

"Active thaumaturgic radiation..." Sophia whispered, her voice trembling slightly with shock, and her fingers trembled slightly around the crystal on her neck.

"You're crazy! This will trigger ether tides and cause natural disasters!"

She immediately grabbed Alicia beside her and eagerly pulled her back, trying to stay away from the dangerous aura emanating from Mikhail. At the same time, she looked at Mikhail with extremely gloomy eyes, and her whole body had entered a state of high alert.

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"Don't worry, Sophia, this is just the beginning. I'm not here to let you witness my determination to not be afraid of death, but to let you see something you have dreamed of."

The moment he spoke, ripples suddenly appeared in the air, and space itself began to distort.

Behind Mikhail, a huge shadow gradually appeared.

Accompanied by a deafening neighing sound, the phantom gradually solidified, revealing its terrifying full appearance.

"Uu uh uh~~"

The shocking sound of horses echoed throughout the room, carrying an irresistible sense of oppression.

Accompanied by this neighing sound, a terrifying eight-legged war horse stepped out of the shadow, as if it had descended into this world from the ancient dark abyss.

The war horse's mane was gray and dull, like an afterimage torn by the night wind, exuding a chilling and biting chill.

This war horse's eyes are empty and cold, as if it can see through the final destination of all living things.

Tap tap tap——

Each time its eight strong and powerful hooves hit the ground, it brought a sense of doomsday oppression.

Dominant incarnation:

【Eight-legged horse Sleipnir】.

The eight-legged horse, the legendary god king who defended the [World Tree] stepped down from his mount.

The Poetic Edda says:

"The God King rode Sleipnir into the gloomy Helheim, the kingdom of the dead. They walked through the wasteland covered with bones, and the sound of horse hooves echoed in the ears of the dead. Eight of Sleipnir

The legs are light and tough, carrying the God-King across the boundary between life and death, fearlessly entering the territory of the dead."

The moment the eight-legged horse [Sleipnir] appeared, Mikhail's body began to cough violently, his chest was in pain as if it was being torn apart, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

However, even so, there was still a strange smile on his face, which contained a kind of crazy obsession. The pain was just a passing cloud to him.

"Cough cough cough~~, Sophia..."

He gasped, his voice hoarse from coughing, but filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

"You know that some incarnations of masters are very dangerous, right? Ahem~~ They don't bring any benefits to the summoner. Every time you summon them, you are torturing and mutilating yourself."

"They are not even recognized by academics or thaumaturges as Avatars of Overlord."

Every word he spoke was mixed with coughing, and blood dripped on the ground into dark red spots. However, his eyes were still fixed on Sophia like a poisonous snake, seeming to draw some kind of pain and uneasiness from her eyes.

Sophia clenched the spear in her hand, and the barrel of the gun trembled slightly in her hand. She could feel the uneasiness in her heart gradually spreading, and the ground beneath her feet was gradually crumbling.

"Ahem~~, have you ever heard of the State Prison Aquarium in the Sunshine State of the Federation? That place once housed a master...ahem~~"

Mikhail smiled and seemed to enjoy it.

"At that time, the ruler lost control and was assimilated by the etheric ocean. His incarnation had the ability to control the weather and could change the refractive index of sunlight in the atmosphere, producing a natural 'subliminal effect'..."

"The Rainbow Bridge he brought to the World Tree is not the Rainbow Bridge that has been contained and rendered harmless by the Kingdom of Heaven, but the real Rainbow Bridge."

His voice became deeper and deeper:

"The appearance of the Rainbow Bridge at that time almost turned people in the entire state into snails. Those affected believed that as long as they touched a rainbow, or any snail-shaped creature, they would also turn into a snail."
To be continued...