Why did Sistana, Shi Qianla, and Jelly suddenly gain 50% Dark Fall value out of nowhere?
Let’s rewind time a bit…
Under the immense pressure of the Leader of the Black-Clad Figures, Shi Qianla had no choice but to follow Bai Yue Ling’s advice, transforming into a bat and flying out to seek Sistana’s help.
But not long after exiting the cave, she noticed a pale blue Slime bat trailing behind her.
“Huh? Aren’t you Little White’s pet? Why didn’t you stay with your master?”
Not wanting to reveal her identity as the Slime Queen, Jelly played dumb, squeaking, “Squeak squeak!”
She fled decisively, having little attachment to Bai Yue Ling. If not for the pet contract’s binding force, she might’ve even helped the black-clad figure instead.
Damn little girl, not kicking you while you’re down is already generous—don’t expect this queen to risk her life for you! Go to hell!
After flying out of the cave, Shi Qianla looked down to see half the forest already polluted, littered with traces of battles between corrupted beasts.
If left unchecked, the pollution would soon threaten the Royal Capital.
Shi Qianla transformed again, this time into a sharp-eyed eagle, and called back, “Come on.”
Jelly: “Squeak?”
Is this ant inviting this queen to ride on her? Seems she’s off to get reinforcements… Maybe sticking with her is safer.
So, Jelly obediently clung to Shi Qianla’s back. Shi Qianla spread her wings, accelerating sharply toward the area with the fiercest battle traces.
Right now, the members of the Church of Nature were fighting corrupted beasts in the forest, and Great Archbishop Sistana was no exception.
Where the fighting was most intense, Sistana would be there.
Soaring through the sky, with the vast land below, Shi Qianla’s keen eyes quickly pinpointed the area with the densest magical aura.
Thick vines coiled there, countless corrupted beasts strangled and hanging from trees, their blood seeping into the soil, exuding a heavy stench of gore.
Sistana walked slowly through the polluted, blood-soaked forest, her slender waist and full hips swaying under her ornate robe. Though the vines were drenched in blood, she remained pristine.
Behind her, the blood-soaked earth sprouted tender green buds—a response from nature, a sign of the pollution being purified.
Suddenly, Sistana spun around, a thick vine bursting from the ground to ensnare an intruder—
“Wait! Lady Sistana, it’s me!”
Shi Qianla hurriedly reverted to human form, struggling weakly. Her plump, snowy thighs were tightly bound by the vine, accentuating their alluring curves.
Sistana released the vine, her voice gentle. “Shi Qianla, weren’t you with Little White?”
“Listen, Lady Sistana, Little White and I found the pollution source,” Shi Qianla explained urgently. “But we ran into a level 50 black-clad figure there. Little White told me to come find you for help.”
“Black-clad figure?”
The warmth in Sistana’s eyes faded, replaced by intense killing intent as the names of slaughtered divine officials flashed through her mind.
“…Lead the way.”
Guided by Shi Qianla, Sistana summoned a massive vine that slithered across the ground like a giant python, unleashing earthquake-like roars.
Soon, they reached the cave entrance. Sistana leaped down, landing lightly on the stone bridge.
She gazed into the mist-shrouded canyon depths, sensing the overwhelmingly dense Dark Fall aura, her willow brows furrowing.
“Little White said the pollution source is at the bottom, but where is she? Was she captured by the black-clad figure…?”
Shi Qianla scanned the surroundings, poking Jelly on her shoulder.
“Little pet, do you know where your master went?”
Jelly wriggled, pointing a tentacle straight downward.
Looking at the bottomless canyon, Shi Qianla hesitated. “Down there? Seems a bit dangerous… Wuah?! Lady Sistana, what are you doing?”
Sistana suddenly pulled Shi Qianla into her arms, pressing her head against her ample chest, letting her feel the warm, maternal softness of her body.
“Hold tight.”
“Wait! Are you going to just—”
Without giving Shi Qianla time to react, Sistana stepped to the cliff’s edge, her expression calm as she extended a long, snowy leg, leaping lightly into the bottomless canyon as if descending a staircase.
Suddenly, the dense black mist became ethereal, as if drawn by some force, surging toward a single point at the canyon’s bottom.
“Someone’s gathering the pollution,” Sistana’s voice grew faint as they fell.
As the black mist thinned, they could see the canyon’s full scope from midair.
It resembled an ancient battlefield, littered with scattered bones and weapons.
The giant python, cleaved in two, lay dead in the distance, and the once-powerful black-clad figure was now a cold corpse, soon to be just another unremarkable remnant among the bones.
Boom!
With a meteor-like crash, Sistana landed steadily, cracks spiderwebbing from her feet, her chest swaying dramatically from the impact.
Still dazed, Shi Qianla was patted a few times before wriggling free from the embrace.
“Lady Sistana… Please give a heads-up before doing something like that! I could’ve flown down myself…” Shi Qianla said, squinting.
Sistana walked slowly to the black-clad figure’s corpse, removing the heavy helmet, her beautiful eyes narrowing. “This black-clad figure… one of Tocia’s people?”
Shi Qianla approached, staring at the figure’s face and gasping. “This… isn’t this a bishop of the Church of Judgment?”
The so-called Leader of the Black-Clad Figures, commander of all black-clad figures in the Royal Capital, was actually a bishop of the Church of Judgment.
If the leader was a church bishop, what about the other black-clad figures?
Shi Qianla’s breathing quickened, vaguely sensing a massive conspiracy lurking in the shadows of the major churches.
Sistana was silent for a moment before saying calmly, “Take her head. We’ll confront that little loli face-to-face later.”
“Yes.”
Shi Qianla nodded, examining the gash on the black-clad figure’s chest, astonished. “What a terrifying sword wound. Who could have such immense power…?
Wait, the black-clad figure is dead, but where’s Little White?”
She poked Jelly again, who reluctantly pointed toward the python’s corpse in the distance.
The two hurried to the python’s body. Sistana studied the wound at its severed edge, frowning slightly.
“The black-clad figure and this python were killed by the same person. Their swordsmanship is bold and righteous, filled with an aura of justice. It feels… familiar…”
Sistana’s mind drifted, her thoughts wandering to a thousand years ago.
During the God War, she was a young girl, bravely fighting demons to protect her home.
But the weak Elves were no match for the demons. As her homeland faced destruction, the Angel Legion descended from the heavens, annihilating the demon army and saving her forest.
Hiding behind a boulder, she had gazed at the angels battling the demons with awe and admiration.
The angels saved her life. Without them, there would be no Great Archbishop of Nature today.
The swordsmanship on this corpse’s wound was strikingly similar to that of the angels…
Impossible!
It was said all those angels perished in the God War—how could it be them?
Sistana shook her head, dismissing the stray thoughts, her mature eyes fixed on the dark cave opening.
“The black mist was gathered into that cave. That must be the pollution source. Let’s go in.”
Shi Qianla nodded. “Yes.”
As they prepared to enter, a surge of overwhelmingly dense Dark Fall power rushed toward them—
Boom!
The entire Dark Fall power of the Forest of Nature condensed into a massive black beam, like a cosmic explosion, bursting from the cave’s depths!
In that moment, the heavens and earth shifted, the forest trembled, and the entire canyon was filled with Dark Fall aura.
Under the relentless onslaught of Dark Fall power, the unprepared Sistana was inevitably tainted, along with Shi Qianla and Jelly, all hit square in the face with Dark Fall…