During the interval of their conversation, Ophelia had already tried countless methods, but she still couldn't see through the Roger in front of her. The power seemed to be soul power, yet it had transcended her comprehension.
When Roger's palm descended, Ophelia realized she could not make any evasive moves.
"What power is this?"
She seemed to have foreseen her own ending.
Roger did not respond, watching Ophelia slowly melt away under his palm with an expressionless face.
"There's something you might not know. I am different from you. Only my soul came to this world, no physical form."
"Therefore, the body you reforged for me using the World Serpent's body essentially has nothing to do with me. Destroying it has instead liberated me."
"It allowed me to see myself clearly and gain ultimate strength."
"So, was it all just redundant?" Ophelia seemed to discover for the first time that her logic didn't hold. Her gaze flickered, but after a moment, she shook her head in despair.
