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Chapter 380: Far from real strength and potential

“Sinful Ultimate Skill,” Mia whispered in utmost confidence, the sinful energies she had gathered for years coming out in abundance from her curves.

She didn’t really change, for she was already perfect. Only her creations could somehow try to match her, their forms howling as if sentience sprouted within them.

Mia’s creation, the battle horse, turned into parts, each becoming a suitable battle dress for the dullahan princess.

Hers and her creations’ stats rose significantly!

At the same time, Elias Deathwill erupted with sins; black tattoos littered his form. He produced much more mana than in his battle with Alexander; his body could no longer keep all of it within him.

He was too weak to contain all of that power.

Elias gathered that might around his sword, sending the first slash forward. It became a vast arc ready to turn the house into smithereens.

However, Mia’s army pounced at that slash before it could connect with anything outside, sacrificing some of their forms.

“That power is mine!” Elias screamed out of his lungs, waving his sword for the second and third time, continuously adding slashes with a copious amount of energy. As that would clearly not be enough to take down the princess, Elias dove forward.

He clashed with Mia’s army head-on, his sword kicking them away and making them lose a considerable part of their forms. That was amazing, yet insufficient, for Mia could easily refill her ranks.

“You sluts should be grateful that I gave you a chance to taste the power out of this world! Now, give it back to me! Give it all for me!

Only I can wield it!” Elias kept shouting out of his mind, lost in his delusion. He willingly succumbed to those feelings, for his hatred and former emotions had been genuine.

Out of his three wives, he really had decided to genuinely nurture love with Mia Deathwill. Yet, she had her eyes on Alexander Deathwill Mao, even using his name to shame him.

And then, Mia Deathwill became proficient in the sinful energy. That brought memories of a certain fallen angel with many arms, turning Elias Deathwill insane.

To say nothing of these two reasons, Elias also hated how Mia Deathwill used what rightfully belonged to him.

“Irked by the fact that I am using the power you silently put within me against my will. Can a human fall even lower than you, Elias?” Mia spoke coldly, commanding her creations and their greed to assault Elias. They moved like mindless zombies seeking flesh toward Elias Deathwill.

As they fought, she aimed for a perfect moment to strike Elias with her spear, yet the man still protected his gaps, even in the maddened state.

“It’s mine!” Elias howled just these words, carrying on with his delusional ideas.

Mia closed her eyes for a second, then revealed them again with an explanation that scratched Elias’ pride, “Sinful Ultimate Skill takes out the mana you have forced us to cultivate for you.

You are too weak to take it all for yourself, so you have been slowly devouring all seven sins. Now that you are desperate and my level has fallen close to yours, you are suicidal enough to take it forcefully from me through physical contact.

I wish I could know how it hurts you to see someone else—your wife use it for herself and her dreams,” Mia aimed to disturb Elias’ flow with honesty.

That was, unfortunately, not enough.

Nonetheless, she was right. Elias Deathwill’s plan forced six girls to produce sinful energy, affecting their daily lives and personalities.

However, that plan did more harm to Mia Deathwill and his other two wives.

They used to be high-level existences. Right now, their levels were around one hundred and fifty. It wasn’t because the girls reset their strength.

Elias’ plan used their hard-gained strength to produce more sins, eating years of training and battles for his gain.

That power dwelled within the girls’ bodies, locked away from them.

Mia found a way to use it, and she gladly used it against everyone aiming for her, including Elias Deathwill. No, killing him with that power would be the best scenario for her.

Alas, that seemed impossible.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Your own sins are your strongest weapon. And that energy uses your genuine feelings coming from your heart. Your hatred, jealousy, and lust… You are producing an absurd amount of it, turning it into power.

You didn’t need years of plotting and sacrificing others…” Mia gazed into Elias Deathwill’s eyes for the last time as if trying to find something else within him.

To no avail, “You will keep deluding yourself.”

With the weapon tightly settled in her hand, Mia rushed forward. She no longer aimed to find a gap to eliminate or significantly erase her enemy.

In fact, achieving one of those would be the best present for Alexander Deathwill Mao.

Mia wanted to give something back to him, for he enabled her. He unlocked so much of Mia’s power that even Alex would be surprised by it in the future.

‘I think he would hate me if I killed Elias now… It’s out of the question, so there shouldn’t be any argument between us,’ Mia thought inwardly, her spear already going after Elias’ neck.

She smiled from the bottom of her heart as if wanting to provoke Elias.

BANG!

He fended off her attempt with a side of his sword, glowering at her. He didn’t need words, just those eyes, to invite her for a life and death battle.

Between them, there was no room for any broad or complex techniques. They could only exchange slashes simply and crudely, showcasing a high level and proficiency of their weapons.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

“Because of you, I could only remember Celia as a little baby, still crying in her mother’s arms, unable to open her eyes,” Mia whispered, her spear talking with Elias’ body while she poured out her stored for many years feelings.

She continued, “I can only blame myself for giving too little time to my daughter, putting more importance on dullahan kingdom’s affairs and your wishes.

I want to… unstrap myself from the princess status. I want to see my girls… Images from the sins aren’t enough!” Mia raised her voice, which was so unlike her.

She fueled all of herself to that one strike, leaving a deep laceration on Elias’ chest, which surely wound become a scar no healing skill would erase.

And as blood dripped from her spear, Mia said softly, “I want to join their family.”

Elias remained in one place as if Mia’s emotions pinned him down. He focused on the pain in his chest, slowly waking him up from his crazy state.

He whispered, “This mansion is a zone that holds your [Greed] in a check. If you leave it, you will become worse than Meiya, immediately dying to the sin.”

Elias didn’t care about Mia’s power and how she could see through Celia’s life.

He just alluded those ‘images’ to Celia’s authority, which was the right choice, for that was how it was.

Mia’s loneliness and bloodline, closely tied to Celia’s roots, resulted in her being able to see through Celia and Sara’s plight.

It hurt her more than she thought, for she could feel their feelings.

Mia just saw a few moments, which were enough to sink her in grief and sadness. Those memories also showcased only Celia and Sara, hiding other people away, as if Celia didn’t have the experience or power to send the whole image.

Yet, a third person appeared in those brief memories after some time.

He made them smile.

And he melted Mia’s cold expression as well.

That was enough.

“A scar on your chest… That’s all I can do…” Mia was disappointed with her achievement in her clash with Elias Deathwill. But her meeting with him still satisfied her.

She let out her thoughts, confirmed Alexander’s strength, and became stronger mentally, feeling like [Greed] no longer had any chance of killing her.

She still wasn’t bold enough to try it out, leaving her formation.

“Do you think I was unaware of my weakness?” Mia uttered as Elias’ expression changed significantly; his goal was to clearly push her away from her mansion.

But to immediately show him how asinine it would be, Mia flicked her fingers, causing the whole mansion to tremble.

A profound [Greed] permeated the walls, ceiling, and floors. Every part of that mansion drowned in the sinful energy.

And it bent, ready to keep Mia in her prison.

“You haven’t fought me with your full strength,” Elias said.

Mia replied softly, “I know I am not alone in this world. I won’t suicide, for I want to smile, cloth my girls, and feel the warmth.”

Elias stared emotionlessly, soon turning around, “I am also far away from my full strength and potential. I need… my sheath…”

He left the realm after those words.

Mia deeply inhaled after confirming that Elias had left her territory. She puffed her ample chest for a few seconds before exhaling silently.

She then locked her eyes on an animated suit. It was one of the suits she had made for her father.

It was torn and unusable by any normal person. Like many others, that suit helped her significantly in her battle against Elias Deathwill.

Yet, that peculiar suit brought painful emotions, “May you rest in our little queen, father.

Your daughter will forever be ashamed for not being able to attend your funeral,” Mia whispered in a tone that would make soft-hearted people cry.

A tear escaped her beautiful eye, rapidly crumbling on her soft cheek.