This battle was the center of attention.
The people of the Radiant Light Church watched the fight with eyes full of worry.
It was hard for them not to be worried; after all, Guinevere had also fought a world-shaking battle with Atticus just a few days ago.
However, that battle had ultimately ended in Guinevere's defeat.
As members of the Radiant Light Church, they naturally did not want to see another loss.
But could the even younger Olivia truly bring everyone a surprise?
Guinevere was also watching the battle in the high altitude.
Her eyes were exceptionally bright, taking in every detail of the clash between Olivia and Atticus.
Soon, she noticed a peculiar aspect of Olivia's performance.
She discovered that Olivia seemed to be concentrating her attacks on a specific point on Atticus's body. What was she doing? Was there something special about that spot?
"Speaking of which, Olivia has always seemed to possess a kind of foreknowledge. Could she have sensed something that others haven't?"
Guinevere fell into deep thought for a moment.
Atticus, in the midst of the battle, had also noticed Olivia's strange behavior.
Regarding this, Atticus did not quite understand.
He neither knew of any weaknesses he might have, nor did he understand what use there was in concentrating attacks on one spot.
Nevertheless, as a precaution, he still tried to avoid letting Olivia land consecutive attacks on the same position.
However, this was not something he could avoid just because he wanted to.
Olivia could perfectly predict Atticus's subsequent actions; whether it was an attack or a defense, she knew it all like the back of her hand.
Under such circumstances, Olivia could naturally strike the weaknesses on Atticus's body with precision in various situations.
As the two sides exchanged blows rapidly, Atticus also felt himself fighting with increasing discomfort.
Because he found it very difficult for his own attacks to land on Olivia.
Yet, he found it difficult to avoid the attacks Olivia launched at him.
On the surface, the two seemed to be trading blows fiercely in the sky, but in reality, only Atticus knew that he was clearly taking a beating.
Why was this happening?
This was something Atticus had never expected before the battle, leaving him completely unable to comprehend it.
He had learned some things about Olivia and knew she seemed to possess a kind of foreknowledge.
However, he hadn't given much weight to such an ability before, assuming it was similar to how the Fate Walkers of the Moriah Empire peered into destiny.
Since those Fate Walkers were unable to peer into their own destinies, he believed Olivia's ability would likely be useless against him as well.
But now it seemed that was not the case at all.
Every single one of his actions was being calculated, making his experience in this fight as miserable as it could possibly be.
Nevertheless, Atticus persisted.
Just as the Fate Walkers' peering into destiny came with a cost to themselves, he believed Olivia's foreknowledge also had a consumption limit. Therefore, he only needed to hold out until she could no longer track his movements.
He also felt he could endure it; after all, having fused with the God-Stone, he possessed unparalleled defensive power.
The two sides thus reached a stalemate, fighting back and forth in the high altitude.
This battle lasted much longer than the one between Atticus and Guinevere.
Because in the previous battle, once Guinevere determined that Atticus possessed extremely powerful defensive capabilities, she chose to unleash her full power in an attempt to tear through his defense.
Consequently, that battle ended shortly after both sides exerted their maximum effort.
But now, Olivia was taking a "boiling the frog" approach.
When the battle had lasted for a full hour, Atticus finally noticed a hint of something wrong when Olivia landed another blow on his left shoulder.
After the left shoulder was struck once more, he felt a strange sense of sluggishness surge into it, making his left arm no longer as flexible as before when he swung it.
What was happening?
Atticus felt his entire left arm become heavy, a sensation that was quite distressing.
It worked!
Seeing Atticus like this, Olivia knew that everything was proceeding very smoothly.
Of course, this was only the beginning.
She continued her fierce assault, still aiming at Atticus's left shoulder.
She had only caused the initial signs of separation in Atticus's left shoulder; she had not yet caused the two to split apart completely.
As Olivia continued her onslaught, Atticus's expression grew increasingly grim.
He made a quick judgment and soon determined exactly what kind of situation he was facing.
A problem had actually appeared in the fusion between him and the God-Stone.
In the long time past, his fusion with the God-Stone had never encountered any issues; he never would have imagined a problem would arise today.
But this was definitely not a matter of luck; this was the result Olivia had deliberately engineered.
But the question was, how could Olivia achieve this?
Before today, he hadn't even known such a problem existed within himself. How did Olivia know?
Did she know because of that foreknowledge?
At this moment, a sense of unease finally surfaced in Atticus's heart.
He no longer knew how to break the situation; a problem had been forcibly beaten into his physical condition, leaving him with no way to maintain the stalemate.
The defensive power he was so proud of could provide him with no help at all at this time.
Atticus could only retreat continuously, desperately using all sorts of abilities as he did so, trying to change something.
As an Alchemy Warrior, he had grown powerful by modifying his own body; his strongest asset was his body fused with the God-Stone, while his methods in other areas were somewhat ordinary by comparison.
"No, things shouldn't be like this. Olivia's attacks are too dense, giving me no chance to adjust. I have to pull away first. As long as I'm given time to adjust properly, I can recover."
In the midst of the extremely agonizing battle, Atticus thought of a way to break the deadlock. He immediately made a sudden, violent retreat in mid-air and flew rapidly toward a higher altitude, attempting to create distance.
But just as Atticus flew out, Olivia reached out her hand, and her arm stretched out violently in a state that defied common logic.
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