"Hey, Mr. Smith, aren't you going a bit too far? I'm just an ordinary kid, at most I'm just naturally strong."
At this point, Evan even pinched it with his left thumb and forefinger, making a "tiny" gesture.
Smith: ...
He felt that Evan was fine in every other way, but why was he so irritating when he talked? He remembered that Evan's grades were pretty good.
With just that mouth, one word is enough to successfully stir up hatred and end the entire conversation, leaving both teammates and opponents speechless.
"I feel like you have some misunderstanding about the term 'ordinary person,' and your strength isn't just a little bit bigger, it's clearly a hundred million times stronger!"
After finishing his rant, Smith looked at the Home Guards around him, who had recovered from the light of Evan's Spear of Dawn but remained on alert, and gestured for them to go back first.
Then, quietly ask Evan.
"Just now, you were the first person in our settlement to directly confront that guy, the God of Darkness, Mordel, right?"
How do you feel? Judging from your own situation, do you think you have a chance against that guy?
Smith had wanted to ask this question earlier, after all, the being who projected the power was the God of Darkness, Model, the source of Peros's long, dark night, the destroyer of every era, and the end they were destined to face.
He believed in Evan's talent, but just now, a little bit of darkness, fear, and despair had overwhelmed them, making them unable to lift their heads.
Smith couldn't help but wonder, is this monster really something that humans can fight against and defeat?
Faced with Smith's question, Evan let out a long sigh and gripped the Dawn Spear tightly in his hand.
"If it were me now, even with the Spear of Dawn and the Sword of Twilight in my hands, I would still be no match for Him."
However, that encounter just now provided me with a good point of reference; that power was something I could feel, and something I could overcome.
Evan remained optimistic, believing that the power of the Dark God Model did not possess any so-called dimensional-crossing suppressive force.
Judging solely from the power of the projection, with his current rate of progress and the completion of his evolved mental armor, he might be able to achieve a 50/50 split within a year, instead of just struggling in place.
As for Mordel's true form, Evan will also strive in that direction. His inner fire will not be extinguished, his chain repair speed will become faster and faster, and the sublimation of his soul and body will also become faster and faster. As it stands, Evan has no limit.
Moreover, facing fear and despair directly just now tempered his inner fire, making the inextinguishable golden flame even more intense and pure.
"He shouldn't attack our civilization so soon. There's still time, and I still have the opportunity to continue growing."
The power of the God of Darkness did not cause Evan to lose confidence; on the contrary, it strengthened his resolve, solidified his path forward, and gave him even greater fighting spirit.
Evan knew very well that the fear and despair he had just faced must have been the final emotions of the dead from the many eras destroyed by the God of Darkness in the past.
He didn't want his hometown, their current world, to end up like that.
Therefore, Evan will definitely do his best to change the future with his own strength.
"We should head back now. There are still a lot of documents waiting for us to process in the office. Oh, right, don't we think we've forgotten something?"
"It seems so, but what was it again?"
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