In the Name of Empress-Chapter 602 - 352: A Traitor Among Us? (3)

She didn't even dare to look back and utter some harsh words.

She desperately ran away.

She ran barefoot across the glacier, bleeding, tears blurring her vision.

Fear dominated Angelina.

Christine was mad! Sif and Roland were indulgent, they were accomplices too.

The ice wall only slightly obstructed; after shattering the ice wall blocking the way, Christine immediately began the chase.

Sif was shocked, she didn't even have time to put on shoes, stepping barefoot on the icy ground which caused her extra pain and slowed her down considerably.

Christine, planning an ambush, was of course fully dressed.

Roland, keeping watch, was also wearing shoes.

Angelina fled in distress, wearing only thick cotton underwear; although she didn't faint from the cold, running barefoot severely affected her.

Sif, worried and chaotic, was also barefoot, stumbling as she chased.

Seeing Roland catch up, Sif anxiously shouted, "Don't mind me, stop her quickly!"

Roland quickly caught up and ran beside her, not rushing to pursue, but instead lowered his voice and said:

"Protect yourself."

"Christine is truly mad!" Sif couldn't help but complain.

"She's not mad; it's the only way to break the deadlock."

Roland patted Sif's shoulder, giving her various blessings, and quickly moved forward, past her thin shoulder.

Sif was slightly shocked, finally understanding Roland's unspoken message.

Christine was using this to lure the enemies in the darkness to reveal themselves, while simultaneously forcing Sofia to come out.

Ruthless enough.

Poor Angelina, she took a solid hit from the scepter, almost getting killed on the spot.

The mad chase began.

Angelina's angry rebukes and soft cries were particularly piercing in the quiet night.

The chase did not last long; the mediators finally arrived.

A familiar figure blocked the path between Angelina and Christine.

Sofia arrived.

She didn't speak, and her eyes showed no sign of turbulence, only calmly watching Christine, making the Pope of Light dare not step forward.

No matter how abundant the evidence proving Sofia's power loss was, it was all speculation.

If Sofia's strength remained, no one would be her match.

Christine hesitated for a second, then lifted her scepter without hesitation, an operatic voice rang out.

"Blasphemer, pay the price!"

She attacked, and this time the target was Sofia.

Just arrived, Sif's heart raced as she watched Christine, her throat somewhat dry.

An ice barrier appeared out of nowhere, freezing Christine in the middle.

Sofia grabbed Angelina and vanished into thin air.

Roland hurried forward to check, after ensuring Christine was okay, he grabbed the scepter and fiercely shattered the ice barrier.

The three looked at each other.

What puzzled them was that Sofia still retained some Power of Frosty Winter, but not much.

Indeed, Sofia's power had significantly diminished; had she been in her prime, freezing Christine on the spot would have been effortless.

Tracking Sofia's lingering aura, the trio continued forward.

...

Held by Sofia, Angelina's heart finally settled.

She was about to cry and complain to Sofia, but Sofia stopped walking.

"Since you're here, how long do you intend to hide?"

Following her icy voice, seven shadows emerged from the darkness.

Their bodies seemed like reflections in the water, seemingly real yet illusionary, quickly forming.

The seven shadows' features looked no different from ordinary people, but their skin was an ominous bluish-green, clearly not human.

"Sofia, you've seen better days. Let me introduce myself, I am..."

"I'm not interested in the names of the dead." Sofia interrupted the head shadow's words.

Her expression showed no sign of fluctuation, as if declaring she was about to kill a bug.

Her arrogance made the shadow leader especially angry.

"Sofia, do you still think you're that demigod power restorer who severed White Mountain?"

"You can barely hold onto Tier Five now!"

"Attack together, don't hold back!"

The shadow leader's tactical mind was very clear. Even a dying Giant Dragon is bigger than a chicken; Sofia's invincible reputation and the feat of cutting down White Mountain were facts.

Even in her weakened state, she surely had some aces.

No arrogance allowed.

The shadow leader abandoned the foolish tactic of sending individuals to reduce Sofia's energy consumption, instead opting for an aggressive start.

Just as he was about to make a move, Roland and the others arrived.

The shadow leader shouted loudly, "Roland, if you don't want to live suffocatingly under her tyranny for a lifetime, you should stand with me! It's the only chance!"

"If you..."

"Haha, great!" Roland interrupted the shadow leader's rambling with a laugh, lifting the scepter high and smashing it down as if a mountain were collapsing.

The shadow leader was well-prepared, immediately gathering his dark energy in his palm to form a shield.

As he acted, the others simultaneously attacked Sofia.

In a flash, the two sides were already entangled.

Christine was surrounded by light, sweeping past the shadow leader like a glowing sphere.

The shadow leader's lips curled into a slight smile.

He was indeed correct; Christine truly hated Sofia.

Earlier, he had observed Christine's genuine attack on Angelina.

If Angelina hadn't been lucky, she would have died.

Though she didn't die, she was heavily injured, essentially out of this battle.

As Christine brushed past the shadow leader, she whispered, "Price?"

"Name it!" The shadow leader quickly responded.

He couldn't help but want to laugh.

As long as there was a common enemy, light and dark could coexist...

Right?

No, because Christine turned around in the instant she passed him, the scepter quietly striking the back of his head.

"Bang!"

The light shattered the skull, black, white, and yellow swirled together.

The shadow leader didn't even groan before he received a Netherworld pass, dying on the spot.

With his fall, this chaotic battle lost any semblance of suspense.

In just three minutes, the ambush of seven shadows ended absurdly, with five dead and two escaped.

Sofia's fingertips slightly trembled.

The previous battle had consumed too much; she was also somewhat overwhelmed.

More than anything, Queen Sisi's plotted ambush made her incredibly furious.

She didn't even speak to Roland, directly heading toward where Tirol was located.

Roland's voice came from behind.

"Cardinal Minister Roland, here to protect you."

"No need, just take care of Angelina. It's just handling a person; no need to mobilize forces."

Watching Sofia vanish in an instant, Roland silently mourned for Queen Sisi.

Sofia always exacts revenge, even for the smallest slights. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Provoking her means being prepared for death.

Queen Sisi, are you ready?