Other than turning blue from anger, Kerry’s expression remained calm towards Alex’s sudden attack.

She was full of confidence. The oil-paper umbrella she held formed a solid defensive barrier.

A Divine Envoy of Mount Olympus had even tried but couldn’t break through her defense.

Furthermore, it’d been rumored that that particular Divine Envoy had surpassed the Tribulation Crossing. He was a true fairy.

As Alex got near, Kerry said calmly, “Don’t waste your energy. Your attack won’t hurt me.”