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Well, in fact, at this moment, the Pure White Angel was also twitching her lips as she looked at the Ironclad Warship.

Although she had indeed anticipated that the young lady, this monster who could build a ship single-handedly, might once again conjure up a warship, and had made certain preparations for it, the sight of this warship, which did not conform to the style of this era, appearing before her eyes still somehow gave her a sense of a toothache.

Although this Ironclad Warship wasn't as good as the White Dragon Warship they had all manually crafted together at the club—after all, the White Dragon Warship was made from construction materials, but it was also made from top-grade building materials used on Witch Sky Island, including plenty of spiritual materials, which were far stronger than the ordinary steel of this era.

Moreover, the White Dragon Warship was modified based on the template of a Legendary Battleship, while this one looked like a run-of-the-mill extra's warship, a standard vehicle for the rank and file.

But the rules of the Witch's Night were very strict this time. Had it not been for the Mother Superior taking her away, only Michael would have descended earlier, and more younger Angels were still queuing up for summoning.

It seemed that the witches had their magic knowledge blocked, which meant that in just five short months, the young lady had developed an entire Witch Battleship system from scratch?

Damn, what a monster.

Even though Sophia never doubted the capabilities of the young mistress, she still felt as if her worldview had been thoroughly shattered.

She now suspected that if it had not been for Mother Superior's lack of patience, only allowing the witches five months to prepare, if the young mistress and the original Divine King had been given decades to develop, perhaps the Church would still be happily conducting witch barbecues, while on this side, they would have been faced with fleets storming their faces, mindlessly starting to plant mushrooms.

Fortunately, that did not happen. Although this one warship was already beyond her expectations, if it were just this one shabby version of a warship, it could not deal with the Church army she'd brought. The only thing to be cautious of was preventing the young mistress from using the warship's speed advantage to escape.

Instantly, she hastily issued orders to her legion, commanding the Church army to start dispersing, absolutely not giving the opponent any chance to escape.

When a pro makes a move, one can tell their skill. Although Sophia's deployment seemed quite casual, Michael watched with glowing eyes.

You should know that while this encirclement net seems simple, there's a lot of depth to it. If you spread your troops too thin, it'll weaken your advantage, and the opponent might catch an opportunity to concentrate their strength on breaking through the weakest point in the circle and successfully break out.

But if the encirclement is too small, it's also full of flaws, leaving gaps for the opponent to escape, making it easy to exploit any opening.

Among the many types of battles, annihilation battles are universally recognized as the most difficult because of the difficulty in constructing the encirclement.

But now, Lady Sophia's arrangement was very skilled, showing that she knew the whole just by seeing the part, and just this seamless encirclement net laid bare the solid fundamentals of this Demon Web War God.

However, what puzzled Michael was that the God King below and the Witch Battleship seemed to have no intention of escaping at all. They simply waited quietly as the Church army completed the encirclement.

This made Miss Seraph somewhat puzzled. After all, no matter how you looked at it, they were absolutely dominant in terms of strength, so on what basis were these witches so calm? Who gave them the courage to be completely unflustered? This was truly abnormal.

Was it that the witches knew they had no chance and thus just gave up?

This speculation had barely surfaced in her mind before Michael dismissed it. It simply wasn't possible.

Strangely, a sense of unease began to rise in Miss Seraph's heart.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the Church sure thinks highly of me."

At this time, the hatch of the Ironclad Warship suddenly opened, and a black-haired girl wearing a black and white nun's outfit flew out.

The girl's face was veiled, making her features unclear, but as soon as she appeared, all eyes present involuntarily centered on her.

Some people are born protagonists, shining like spotlights wherever they go. Michael was such a protagonist in heaven, but now, the black-haired witch across from her obviously had a far more powerful presence.

She was incredibly beautiful, and even though her face was not visible, the mystery added to her allure, that devilishly charming beauty compelling everyone present to make a charm check.

The Church army's perfect encirclement had already revealed a flaw without even initiating battle, for even the typically resolute Paladins were now showing signs of wavering morale.

The once mighty force was now suffering a significant drop in spirit simply because of one person's beauty.

At this, Sophia's mouth twitched even more violently.

In past simulated battles, she considered herself well-versed, having seen various tactics, but this was her first encounter with a beauty strategy taken to such an extent.

Ironically, she couldn't fault the young miss for cheating; after all, she could tell that her lady was making a great effort to contain her charm, otherwise, after that round of charm checks, she might've ended up commanding bare poles.

emmmm….

The Pure White Angel thought back to that fleeting glimpse of the young miss's divine face and fell into silent contemplation.

To correct that, not bare poles, because she wouldn't be able to resist either, she would be the first to lead a defection.

With no other choice, Sophia's body flashed with Holy Light, and a huge halo emerged beneath her feet, enveloping the entire army.

Halo of the Iron Heart.

With the assistance of this will-enhancing halo, the Church army's morale was barely kept under control, yet even so, it no longer peaked.

It's just like you, my young miss, every move you make perfectly exceeds my expectations. This is war, be serious, it's not a personal meet-and-greet.

Collecting her somewhat helpless emotions, the Pure White Angel managed to look serious and cold as she gazed at the opposite young miss, then she cried out.

"Evil witch, you have colluded with Church traitors and assaulted an entire squad of witch hunters; your crime is unforgivable. Surrender now!"

Well, in such a situation, she certainly couldn't call out to the young miss anymore, and the opening speech had to be delivered, seizing the moral high ground right from the start.

After all, at least nominally, the Church was still a force of righteousness.

Besides, those who preach about benevolence and morality always need a reason to convince themselves they are not bad when committing misdeeds, don't they? She needed to give these hypocrites of the Church an excuse to step down.

Indeed, the reason was effective; the moment these words were uttered, the previously faltering morale rose slightly again.

Right, right, such a beautiful woman must definitely be a witch; she must have just used evil magic to charm us, otherwise how could I have lost focus? It couldn't possibly be because I am lecherous, impossible, absolutely impossible.

The Church's encirclement began to shrink, evidently preparing for direct confrontation.

However, even so, the black-haired girl remained completely unflustered.

"Don't misunderstand, what I mean is you've all come, but why did you bring so many gifts? You're too kind. Knowing I need to build a house, you brought so much building material in one go."

The girl somewhat shyly revealed a smile, then elegantly lifted her skirts and curtsied to the encroaching army from atop the warship.

Afterward, she lifted her head to reveal a pair of cold, unsmiling eyes.

"Now that you've come, why don't you all stay, permanently that is."

And as soon as her words fell, the ground suddenly shook and trembled as something colossal began to emerge from beneath, and then eight beams of light shot towards the sky, forming a gigantic Taiji Bagua Chart in midair, completely encompassing the entire Church army.

…Activating the Eight Trigrams Formation…