"Well, look at this colossal formation; they must really think highly of me."
Dorothy had just withdrawn her consciousness from the already cold corpse of Leviathan. The moment she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the Angel Army arrayed in strict formation before her, which genuinely startled her.
Especially when she took a closer look at the formation and equipment of this Angel Army and recognized its special configuration, she couldn't help but exclaim in her mind.
Subsequently, she began to reflect whether she had pressured Sophia too much earlier, to the point of frightening her into developing a phobia of insufficient firepower.
Though, it was all ultimately of little use.
After all, it was too late. Since the moment the consciousness of Mother of the World entered her Underworld, the victory of this game had already concluded.
