Extreme Cold Era: Shelter Don't Keep Waste-Chapter 626 - 590: Subordinate God of the Goddess of Beauty

"Divine beings?" Perfikot's Eye of Omniscience turned towards the battlefield, hoping to assess the enemy's strength.

However, the Eye of Omniscience lacked the ability to evaluate living creatures, revealing instead a tall male warrior wielding a long spear, and a petite female standing perched on his shoulder.

"Two people?" Sanderion, stationed at the frontline, noticed the enemies before her, displaying a face of both solemnity and surprise.

Such a combination of opponents was unfamiliar to her.

Regardless of their peculiar appearance, the aura emanating from these strange beings was unquestionably that of a true divine.

"Mortals who impress my God, your strength delights us; if you desire to embrace the most beautiful Goddess of Beauty and indulge in joyous pleasures, my God shall bestow upon you the prestigious status of Subordinate God, allowing you to become chosen among divine beings and possess an immortal life and eternal joy." The woman atop the man's shoulders spoke in a sweet yet ethereal voice.

Merely hearing the woman's voice, several knights instantly succumbed to temptation, transforming into fervent devotees of the Goddess of Beauty, suddenly turning their weapons against comrades with whom they had just fought side by side.

This caught the Steam Knights off guard, causing significant injuries to many knights due to a lack of rapid response, and some even perished.

Fortunately, the Autonomous Knights were entirely immune to the effects of mind control, equipped with sufficient reaction speed to assess the battlefield and respond effectively.

They blocked the Goddess worshippers from causing further damage. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

However, these tempted knights also wore Steam Armor, complicating any swift efforts to defeat them.

Thus, for the first time since the invention of Steam Knights, a conflict between Steam Knights emerged.

This scene naturally fell within Perfikot's sight, prompting her to furrow her brows and sigh with the realization: "Originally believed these measures wouldn't be called for, but unexpectedly, they're needed here."

Saying this, Perfikot approached the bridge's communications officer, pulling him aside to operate the radio herself.

She tapped on the radio, sending out a wave signal.

To the communications officer, this was nothing but undecipherable gibberish.

Yet on the battlefield, those controlled Steam Knights all ceased their activities following the wave transmission.

Their Steam Armor was shut down, or more precisely, the internal auxiliary control mechanisms were directly disabled by Perfikot with the transmitted wave.

Though some knights attempted to forcibly move their Steam Armor using physical strength, this placed an immense burden on them, drastically reducing their speed and power, rendering them vulnerable to defeat by the Autonomous Knights operating at full capacity.

Observing this, the woman showed no concern but instead praised: "Truly a wisdom that even my God admires. Could the young lady blessed with wisdom come closer? My God greatly desires to converse with someone of such intelligence and perfection, sharing delightful pleasures."

Perfikot looked towards the battlefield with surprise; she was at least a thousand meters from the woman, yet the latter had identified her with precision and called out to her, causing Perfikot's heart to race. It was her first encounter with such an unexpectedly formidable enemy.

Could she truly defeat such a powerful opponent, a divine being that symbolized beauty? Was she really willing to destroy such perfection?

Compared to the perfection created by a divine being, did she truly deserve the title of perfection? Could she truly stand equal to the divine?

Perfikot sensed the amplification of her inner fear and anxiety, accompanied by a gaze seemingly filled with affection directed at her.

Yet quickly, she felt a cooling flow from her right eye envelop her mind, sharpening her consciousness, alerting her to find that her headpiece had slipped from her head.

She hurriedly placed the headpiece back, securing her mind's calm, employing alchemy to further stabilize it, even using several sharp spikes to pierce her scalp, affixing the headpiece to her skull.

Though somewhat excessive, the pain and the headpiece's function helped restore her clarity and resoluteness, enabling her to focus on the enemy ahead.

Only then did Perfikot hear a sorrowful lament whispering by her ear, akin to a neglected bride complaining of her insensitivity.

This sound eased her spirit considerably, realizing the Goddess of Beauty had previously tried to tempt her with unknown means.

If not for the sudden awakening of her consciousness by the Eye of Omniscience, Perfikot might have been consumed by amplified fear and anxiety, ultimately falling under the enemy's control.

Reflecting on this, Perfikot felt a cold sweat on her back; it was her first time confronting such a terrifying enemy.

Yet, regaining her composure, she now focused steadily on the battlefield, commanding all Flying Airships to initiate bombardment on the purple beam of light.

Although ordered to maintain distance from the battlefield, the radius did not exceed the artillery range mounted on the airships.

These cannons possessed somewhat lackluster power, only able to inflict minimal damage, insufficient to shift the state significantly.

This was precisely why Perfikot hadn't ordered the airships to fire earlier.

Now, however, she sought this method to assert her stance and encourage Sanderion ahead to continue battling.

As expected, Sanderion received Perfikot's signal, unhesitatingly activating alchemy to summon massive stone spears from the ground, aiming at the woman and the male warrior below her, shouting loudly: "Cease those deceptive lies! Humanity's fate now lies in its own hands, you deities are but remnants of bygone eras! We shall never yield to you! Humanity shall never again become livestock herded by the gods!"