Mietzel was evil?
How could that be possible?
You would know that wasn’t possible even if you were thinking with your feet!
Even though the two archbishops and the five templar knights were not bothered by the assessment that Mietzel was evil, their hearts still dropped for a moment when they saw the blinding red light. Their minds stalled for an instant.
However, they immediately realized that something was wrong!
Detect Evil was a common holy spell. Everyone here was capable of using it proficiently. Naturally, this meant they were well-acquainted with its effect. The core of a divine spell should be pure positive energy. No magic elementium could be mixed in with the spell. Why was it then they could sense traces of fire elementium in that blinding red light?
No! Something was wrong with the spell!
Their minds quickly returned, but by the time they realized something was wrong, the towering holy knight was already swinging his glowing sword down on Mietzel.
The thin layer of holy light around the sword suddenly collapsed as the sword was swinging down. Terrifying golden flames surged forth from within like a ferocious tide, instantly engulfing everyone in a sea of fire.
Unprepared. Truly unprepared!
Even though the believers of the God of Wisdom had already been on guard against this unfamiliar holy knight, they had never expected him to strike so viciously upon meeting. Moreover, it was such a ferocious and brutal attack.
There was an unusual trace of gold in the pillar of fire that caused the flames to inflict unspeakable agony. Both the templar knights in their armor and the archbishops in their soft robes couldn’t help but turn pale at the sight of the wild flames.
The divine halo around them crackled as the golden flames burned. One by one, the halos broke down.
The fire burned through one defensive layer after another. In the blink of an eye, it threatened to burn their actual bodies!
“Dammit! It’s an impostor. Kill him!”
“Protect the lord!”
The panicked shouting and scrambling caused this organized party to fall into chaos instantly. Some of them hastily added more divine shields around them. Others lunged recklessly at Greem while some looked around them cautiously.
The templar knights were no weaker than Fourth Grades under the effects of all these divine halos. Greem had no interest in testing how sharp their blades were with his own body. Thus, after disrupting their ranks with a Scarlet Firestorm, he stomped the ground with both feet. A terrifying Doomsday Volcano erupted beneath them all.
The earth abruptly shattered from the violent force of the flames bursting from below. A loud rumbling rang out as the shape of the volcano started to form, an endless river of lava and scorching fire spewing forth from the crater.
The templar knights had just rushed up to Greem when they were blown away instantly by the shockwave and the heat. All the divine shields around them turned red from the flames, almost as if they were on the brink of melting. Even their holy armor became boiling hot despite the divine shields’ protection. All of their exposed hair was burned to a crisp, and even their skin began to dry and crack.
Naturally, as templar knights selected to protect the son of god, all of them were highly capable!
Even as they were blown into the air by the pillars of flames, and even as their bodies burned with an unnatural heat as if they would be devoured by fire at the very next moment, they still calmly chanted their prayers.
“Divine Blessing!”
“Valor!”
“Invigorate!”
“……”
Several divine halos emerged from their bodies as they shouted, forcing back the fire and protecting themselves.
However, it didn’t matter how courageous or fearless they were. They had been blown into the sky by the eruption and were landing in separate locations due to the flow of the lava around them.
Naturally, their formation was shattered!
The only ones that had a consistent response in all this chaos were the two archbishops and the young man they were protecting.
They combined their forces and created a nearly solid divine shield in front of them, shielding them from the flood of fire and lava. Even though they were still knocked around by the force of the torrent, they were not separated by the flames as the templar knights had been.
The young Mietzel glared at the towering, blazing figure of Greem from within his barrier. The pages of the Libram of Wisdom in his hand flipped according to his will, finally stopping on a particular page.
“Sword of Judgment!”
As Mietzel’s somewhat frustrated voice rang out, a mysterious sword of light of concentrated divine power quickly appeared in front of him. On the last syllable of the word, the mysterious sword glowed with a powerful light. It instantly cut across a hundred meters, piercing through Greem’s body of fire and sinking deep into the ground behind.
Greem’s eyes froze for a moment. He lifted his head and looked at the small hole in his fire barrier. He looked down and examined the hole in his body. A sense of horror crept through him.
A terrifying, peak Fourth Grade single target divine spell.
The power of the sword was condensed and concentrated, with an intensity of over six thousand points!
If it weren’t an attack of this intensity, it would never have been able to shatter all seven layers of Greem’s fire defenses in a single strike and proceed to tear a gaping hole in his body. If the Chip had not told him to shift his body slightly to the left, the Sword of Judgment would have shattered his Heart of Principles, causing him to regress to Third Grade.
If such a thing were to happen on this chaotic and violent otherworldly battlefield, then Greem would meet his tragic end!
There was no time to think. Greem erupted into flames immediately, avoiding the next two attacks that shot towards him.
The two archbishops had also started retaliating after stabilizing their defenses.
However, they were unleashing divine spells with their own power, while Mietzel was summoning divine magic through the use of the Libram. Naturally, the might of their spells and their spellcasting speed was utterly incomparable.
Holy Judgement!
Seal of Wisdom!
They were two single-target Fourth Grade divine spells. One had an offensive power of 2,100 points, while the other had an attack power of 1,700 points. If they had managed to hit their target, the accumulated holy damage would be enough to injure Greem.
The archbishops did not give up after seeing Greem dodge their first attacks with Fire Teleportation. The prayers and praises they sang to the God of Wisdom continued, and they were soon prepared to fire their next round of divine spells.
However, at this moment, a terrifying barrage descended from a distance!
Hymn of Death!
Wind Vortex!
Soul Blast!
The first spell was cast by Lich Kanganas, while the other two were from Mangus and Cherisha!
The three proper Fourth Grade spells immediately destroyed the divine shields, causing a violent elementium storm to form in between the believers of the Omniscient Eye.
In particular, Lich Kanganas’ attack contained a wild shockwave of death energy. A sinister, cackling skull formed above anyone touched by the death energy. The skull would then shatter into gray mist and seep into the victim’s body.
The victims of the spell would feel their life force rapidly drained away from their bodies until only half was left.
It wasn’t a lethal attack, but it significantly exhausted the stamina of its victims!
The faces of the two archbishops turned pale as their life force drained away.
Mietzel, the son of the God of Wisdom, did not escape from the skull either.
However, when the gray mist entered his body, the Libram of Wisdom in his hands suddenly glowed brilliantly. A golden vortex appeared above the Libram out of nowhere, forcefully dragging the gray mist out of Mietzel’s body and absorbing it into the vortex.
Mietzel lifted his head when the golden vortex finally vanished. His face was pale, and there was unconcealable terror and rage in his gaze towards Lich Kanganas.
His face hadn’t turned pale due to any damage he had sustained. Rather, he had simply been shocked by the lich’s attack.
Almost everyone at their level had their own incomprehensible and unusual attacks that could inflict actual damage on their opponents.
Any tiny mistake, and you could fall at your opponent’s hands.
The Sword of Judgment that Mietzel had summoned and Lich Kanganas’ Hymn of Death were both high-grade spells of this nature. However, while Mietzel had only been able to summon the Sword of Judgement through the artifact in his hands, Lich Kanganas had achieved his fearsome attack with his own exceptional spellcasting technique and overwhelming death powers.
The two of them might seem equal in power, but there was a clear and distinct difference!
A loud explosion rang out as Greem reappeared a kilometer away from the battlefield.
The gaping hole was still there, even after he reformed his body. The terrifying divine power that had attached itself to the wound was still corroding his body.
The Sword of Judgment was not Mietzel’s own power. It was a powerful spell that had been sealed inside the Fifth Grade Libram of Wisdom. It vaguely contained a trace of the God of Wisdom’s terrifying powers.
[Beep. Detecting a high-energy foreign substance in the host’s body. The substance is currently destroying the host. The substance possesses powerful assimilation and infection powers. Recommend that the host dispel the substance as soon as possible.]
“How can I dispel it?”
[Beep. Methods of dispelling are as follows:
1. Disperse the energy body and abandon infected parts. Note: This option will cause the host to lose 7% of the remaining fire energy. This fire energy cannot be replenished for the remainder of the fight.
2. Draw upon the Heart of Principles and use the principle flames to neutralize the Divine Power of Wisdom. Estimates suggest that this will cause the Heart of Principles fire output to be reduced by 28% for the next thirteen minutes.
3. Use the powers of the Orb of Shadows to wash away the Divine Power of Wisdom. Note: This option will require the host to endure the effects of shadow shockwaves.]
