Don’t raise unruly people in extreme cold weather

Chapter 814

In fact, Perfect had seen this kind of scene before, and more than once.

The last time outside the city of Langton, the scene of the gods’ descent was even more shocking than this.

Whether it is the God of Beauty or the God of War, when their gazes are cast on a certain place, the sky and the earth will change color.

Such power was so overwhelming that it seemed as if the entire world was trembling at their existence.

Although Perfect was full of disgust towards the gods, she had to admit that these guys who had degenerated into evil gods were still real gods.

Their positions and actions may be questionable, but their power is real and unquestionable.

Especially in the North, she faced the power of the main god for the second time.

That time, she was summoned to the God of War's realm and witnessed the mighty power of the God of War himself.

The feeling of oppression was so intense that even the air seemed to become sticky and breathing became a luxury.

At that moment, Perfecto clearly realized the huge gap between humans and God.

That kind of gap is not just a disparity in strength, but also a fundamental difference in the level of life.

It is this gap that has become one of the driving forces behind Perfecto's continuous upgrading of its armaments.

She was unwilling to be suppressed by the power of the gods, and even more unwilling to let the fate of mankind be manipulated by them at will.

So, she began to research and develop frantically, even going so far as to build a floating city, something that seemed completely unnecessary in this era.

The floating city is not only a weapon or a moving city, but also a declaration of war, a declaration of war by humans against the gods.

Perfect wanted to try and see if the god-killing armor-piercing shells fired by the electromagnetic railgun installed on the floating city could also make a hole in the body of the God of War.

Although the minotaur was hit and killed directly by the electromagnetic railgun, it could not effectively verify the true power of the god-killing armor-piercing projectile.

After all, the shells' armor-piercing warheads were replicas of Gungnir - and while they were one-off copies of the artifact, they were no less powerful.

Gungnir's main attribute is "guaranteed hit", but the power of this artifact goes far beyond that.

Its destructive power is enough to tear apart the body of a god, or even kill a god directly.

Unfortunately, the Minotaur is not strong enough to allow the God-killing armor-piercing projectile equipped with the Gungnir replica to unleash its true power.

It is just a secondary god, probably a subordinate god of the God of War.

Although it may be very powerful from some perspectives and is one of the gods, it is still far from the real main god.

"This amount of firepower is not enough to kill the Lord God." Perfect evaluated silently in his mind, frowning slightly.

She had to admit that, judging by the might of the God of War she had seen in his realm last time, the electromagnetic railgun was incredibly powerful, but it was still far from enough to cause substantial damage to the God of War.

The pressure from the God of War is as heavy as a mountain, and that power is far beyond the reach of lesser gods like the Minotaur.

"Yes, it's not enough! Although the power of this cannon is indeed amazing, and the armor-piercing shells you developed would make even the Lord God cautious, this level of power is not enough to kill the God of War." A voice that sounded familiar to Perfectcot suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the command room. Then, a female figure in red armor appeared out of thin air beside Perfectcot, as if condensed from the air.

The one who came was an old acquaintance - the arena champion of the God of War, the woman who had helped Perfectot kill the servant of the Goddess of Beauty.

Her appearance immediately caused a strong reaction from others in the command room.

After all, this is the command room of a floating city high in the sky. It is heavily guarded and even a fly can hardly fly in. Yet she can appear here silently. How can this not frighten people?
"Help! There's an assassin!" an officer shouted loudly, with a hint of panic in his voice.

He tried to call the Steam Knights outside the door in, but Perfecto simply raised his hand to stop their riot.

"All right, shut up! Get back to your posts!" Perfect's voice was as cold as ice, with unquestionable majesty. "Soldiers of the empire must never abandon their duties, even if they are about to die in battle!"

"Yes, my lord!" The group of people were speechless after being scolded by Perfectcot. Seeing that the woman did not make any threatening moves towards Perfectcot, they immediately returned to their posts and continued to be busy.

Although the Minotaur is dead, it does not mean that the riots in the city are over.

Although the deterrence of the floating city and the deployment of steam knights are enough to stabilize the situation in Langton, it is still a tedious and meticulous job.

But for this war, the rest is just garbage time.

After all, without the evil god and the evil cult, it is a bit too much to expect a group of separatists who started a riot to fight against the Steam Knights and the floating city.

Although all that was left was to suppress the rebellion and clean up the battlefield, Perfecto, as the supreme commander, could not just leave.

She needs to continue to coordinate the overall situation while also preventing unexpected events from occurring.

But overall, she was just standing here as a pretty decoration, and the complete officer staff meant that she didn't need to do anything herself.

Fortunately, the appearance of this arena champion made the following time less boring.

"What are you doing here?" Perfecto didn't turn around, but asked casually, with a hint of coldness and vigilance in his tone.

Her eyes were still fixed on the battlefield below, as if she didn't care about the arrival of this unexpected guest.

Before the female champion could speak, Perfectcot's head maid appeared beside her at some point and made tea for Perfectcot gracefully, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

The aroma of tea filled the command room, forming a strange contrast with the tense atmosphere.

"It's this soulless puppet again. It seems that you care about your own safety. Otherwise, you could have asked her to kill the Minotaur just now." The female champion couldn't help but sneer, thinking that Perfecto was being cowardly.

She had seen the power that Befa displayed when she killed the ancient beast, and knew that although this head maid looked inconspicuous, she actually possessed the power to kill gods.

Perfect didn't respond, but just picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes still cold.

"If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out of here. You are not welcome here." Perfect was not polite. Although her movements were casual, it did not mean that she let her guard down.

Especially at this moment, the red clouds outside the window are still rolling, which also means that the God of War is still watching here.

(End of this chapter)