No one knew just how terrifying the power the girl before them possessed. Friend or foe, all that remained was an indescribable shock.
The Temple Knights and Battle Nuns, after a brief moment of astonishment, erupted into fervent cheers.
The Saintess’s strength had already far surpassed their imagination. With power like this, even if the sky were to fall, the Saintess could easily prop it up.
Vylian raised her eyes to look at the other person, her tone carrying a hint of nonchalant mockery.
“Your attack’s force isn’t even enough to trim my nails.”
Before the words had faded, the sword blade snapped.
This divinely blessed longsword was easily shattered by the aura emanating from her body, along with the black-clad man, who was torn into a mist of blood.
Having done all this, Vylian remained as pure as snow.
Her holy saintess gown hadn’t even been stained by a speck of dust or a drop of blood, as if the slaughter just now had merely been brushing away a speck of dust.
“Now can you tell me where your leader is?”
The black-cloaked person trembled all over, opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a single word for a long time.
Just then, a clear sound of applause came from afar, breaking the dead silence in the cave.
Under everyone’s gaze, a man in a black cloak slowly walked out from the depths of the cave.
He had striking white hair, sunken eyes, heavy dark circles, and an aura of dense and eerie divinity emanating from his whole body. His expression was calm and unhurried.
“Hehe~ as expected of the Holy Order’s Saintess. The one chosen by that false god really does have some skill.”
He had never taken Vylian seriously from the very beginning, as if he never thought that this seemingly fragile girl would be an opponent requiring his full effort.
“D-Divine Envoy, we have failed your expectations.”
The surviving black-cloaked person, upon seeing the man, clung to him like a lifeline, trembling and kneeling to beg for mercy.
“It’s fine.”
The man waved his hand, his tone indifferent.
“As long as you devote everything to the god, it won’t be a failure.”
“This…”
“Don’t worry, your soul will return to the Heavenly Kingdom. The god will have you reborn, though you’ll lose a bit of memory.”
He had just finished speaking when the black-cloaked person suddenly burst apart, flesh and bones scattering all over the ground.
Then he raised his hand, and a strange current of air swept out, enveloping all the corpses in the cave. The corpses instantly dissolved, turning into wisps of dense energy that merged into his body.
“These worthless things are dead anyway. At least they can contribute a little power to me after death.”
His tone was light and casual, as if handling some insignificant trash. Finally, his gaze fell on Vylian.
“Heh, I wonder what powerful blessing I’ll get by sacrificing the Holy Order’s Saintess to the great god.”
“Are you the leader here?”
Vylian didn’t feel angry at being slighted. It’s good to be confident. Besides, who would truly care about the insolence of an ant?
“Saintess! He’s a Divine Envoy! A true messenger of the god!”
The Captain of the Temple Knights suddenly exclaimed in shock.
“A powerhouse of this level, even if Archbishop Glen himself came, might not be able to defeat him!”
Divine Envoys, messengers of the gods, are a group of people who are truly blessed and favored by the gods.
For example, the Pope, the top Holy Robe Archbishops, and the Heavenly Judgment Knights are all existences of this level.
The Saintess naturally counts as a Divine Envoy too. But wasn’t it said that the Saintess was only born less than a few days ago?
There’s no time for her to grow at all.
Everyone’s heart was filled with anxiety.
They admitted that the Saintess’s previous performance was strong, and in the future she would definitely be no less than His Holiness the Pope.
But the one before them was a Divine Envoy who had already grown!
Even a heretic Divine Envoy possesses the powerful strength granted by a god!
“Saintess! Run! This is a trap! The intelligence is fake! For a heretic church stronghold with a Divine Envoy like this, we should send a message to the Church and dispatch Heavenly Judgment Knights! This is completely beyond our involvement!”
The Captain of the Temple Knights shouted anxiously.
The young man before him gave him immense pressure, both physically and mentally, pushing him to the brink of collapse.
“Foco Jasway.”
The white-haired man slowly spoke his name, his tone carrying undeniable arrogance.
“Everyone here today will become part of my power. You should feel fortunate.”
In response, Vylian simply extended one finger calmly.
“What do you mean?”
‘One shot, if not dead, counts as a dud.’
“Large-scale magic—Light Curtain.”
A brief incantation fell, and a brilliant golden curtain instantly took shape, completely blocking the entire cave passage like a wall.
On the curtain, vast and pure light energy radiated a suffocating pressure.
Foco Jasway’s face instantly turned serious. His previous calm was completely shattered, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
The higher one’s level, the more they could perceive the terror of this magic.
After all, the low-level Temple Knights and Battle Nuns around Vylian were already pressed down by the light energy, unable to stand straight, so they couldn’t feel the intimidation behind this magic.
But Foco clearly remembered that Light Curtain was merely the most basic large-scale group attack magic among light magic.
The principle is to construct a light curtain with magic power, then precipitate light lances from the curtain for a barrage.
It was considered the entry-level tier of large-scale magic.
Why was the power emitted by this light curtain now so terrifying to this extent?
His feet reacted faster than his brain; his brain was still thinking while he had already bolted far away.
Vylian wasn’t in a hurry to chase.
No matter how fast he was, could he outrun the speed of light?
Almost instantly, several sharp light lances shot out from the curtain, precisely piercing Foco’s legs.
Foco didn’t even have time to let out a scream before he fell heavily to the ground, blood staining the floor.
“How is this possible! I am a Divine Envoy! My level is 500! How could you so easily shatter my defense!”
Foco roared angrily, his voice full of unwillingness and disbelief.
A person’s physical strength increases with level.
For example, someone at level 300-400 would find it very difficult to injure a level 500 powerhouse.
If the level were even lower, there would be no need to even set up defense.
Yet this girl before him had actually used only the most basic large-scale magic to completely break his legs!
But what he didn’t know was that the Light Curtain at this moment hadn’t even truly exerted its power.
After all, it was a large-scale magic meant for groups. How could it stop after firing just a few light lances?
Vylian had even deliberately held back a little, afraid that showing too much strength would cause unnecessary trouble.
But who would have thought this guy was so fragile?
“This should be their leader. It should be fine to just kill him here, right?”
Her manner of asking was as if she were asking how to prepare today’s fish—steamed or braised.
That was a Divine Envoy! An existence that even an Archbishop might not be able to defeat!
The Captain of the Temple Knights swallowed hard, quickly lowered his head, and replied respectfully.
“Saintess, killing him is certainly the simplest and most direct method, but if you can capture him alive and hand him over to the Heavenly Judgment Knights for interrogation, His Holiness the Pope will surely raise his appraisal of you to an even higher level.”
“Oh, forget it then. Too troublesome. Just kill him.”
Vylian pouted.
If she were targeted by that so-called His Holiness the Pope for being too strong and taken to the Holy Order’s headquarters for a big investigation, that would really be a headache.
The Captain of the Temple Knights was once again sweating.
Because she was afraid of trouble, she would take a Divine Envoy’s life like killing a chicken?
No, killing a chicken probably wouldn’t be this easy.
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