Seeing through the thoughts of the Taurus director at a glance, Leon glanced at the Taurus director in the Celestial Globe Mirror, hesitated, and explained with a helpless expression:
"Although I can forcibly interrupt the effect of that anomaly, she's not even a True God. Can she withstand a slap from me?"
"..."
True enough...
Looking at Leon's hands, which had been trained by three generations, the Taurus director helplessly nodded.
Among the things Leon had torn apart with those hands, even the weakest was a True God. As for that half-blood Mermaid Queen, at best, she was at the level of an ordinary first-tier Cleaner. If she really took a slap from Leon, half her life would probably be gone.
"I'll try to contact them again. We'll do our best to get the Sea Race to take us to the Tidal Realm... Oh, Leon."
