The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 449 - 269: Pushing the Error to the Pinnacle_2
If that's the case, just kill all the annoying noises.
Kill.
To kill them all, is also to usher the Dawn.
Under the Holy Radiance, Cersei's lips curved into a calm arc, her gaze shifting towards the Flower Fairy by her side. In the pure white of her pupils, in the next instant, the Catastrophe Apostle was crushed into a mist of blood. The brutal and manic Magic Power burst forth from the center of the cathedral, shattering all barriers and seals in the second beat!
However, at the same time, because she interrupted her prayer, the backlash of the grand Dawn ceremony arrived instantly, and Cersei could not avoid it in the first beat.
The vast Dawn light gathering in the statues shattered instantly, myriad rays obliterating each other in collision, finally forming a sky-spanning Sea of Holy Light. An Su and Luo Xiaohei only heard a colossal roar behind them, as though the world itself were shattering. Turning around, they saw the Dawn Cathedral had vanished, replaced by a sea of light.
The Dawn light that could devour all Undead, devoured the Dawn Saintess.
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It's getting more chaotic!
This world is getting more and more chaotic!
The crimson glow in the Chaotic Saintess's eyes grew more vividly red, her joy and delight swelling for reaching the summit of chaos. She gazed in dizzy enchantment at the Sea of Light behind her, watching as the bursting radiance collided incessantly, destructively ravaging everything in sight.
This damned woman couldn't help herself, seeing the world lose control, she simply gave up on the prayer ceremony.
Luo Xiaohei laughed uncontrollably, clutching her belly and meowing with laughter.
She knew that once there was no surveillance around, this madwoman would reveal her tyrannical nature. Even if it meant setting herself aflame, even if Cersei herself would be consumed by this violent righteousness, Cersei would embrace it willingly— from this perspective, the Chaotic Saintess and the Imperial Princess were very similar.
Hope this crazy woman is blasted to death... Luo Xiaohei shook her tail as a sign of blessing.
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The nearly collapsing artificial star refreshed warnings manically, one stronghold after another falling.
'Life Slugs,' stitched together by the Followers of Life, assaulted the Dawn Cathedral's barrier from every direction, infiltrating it.
From their twisted, flesh-clump bodies, spines and tentacles sprouted. Any living creature they touched was forcibly assimilated into their mass. From the Bone Fortress to the cathedral, the slugs had devoured countless insects and beasts along the way, growing ever more gargantuan and bizarre.
The Rank of each had reached Fourth Tier or higher.
The once indestructible barrier of Dawn light was now as frail as a piece of paper against their mass, and the defenses broke in an instant.
According to myth, their kind had once devoured an entire kingdom.
Even within the histories of the Esoteric Sect, such life was deemed an impossible taboo, their kind exiled by the Holy Light, not meant to return to the mortal realm. Only the lost 'Skill of Vital Essence' of Life Magic could create them anew.
The Holy Level magic 'Skill of Vital Essence' could recreate any mythological creature from the timeline of the Esoteric Sect.
And in the Third Era, only the Azure Sorceress was capable of wielding this Supreme Mage skill.
Luo Xiaohei frowned in distress at the sight of the bugs breaking through the defense line, and meowed in annoyance; she disliked these insects.
She glanced at her little paws and exhaled lightly; had she known, she would have brought her true form. Cersei had killed the Dawn Saintess she worshipped, so the Elf should take down the Azure Sorceress she admired. Only that would be fair.
She had always wanted to fight with the legendary Great Witch, to see whether the Life Saintess's 'Skill of Vital Essence' was more formidable, or the Chaotic Princess's percent-based 'Chaos Judgment.'
Weakness begets fixed damage, strength begets percentages. Even bugs made by the Azure Sorceress could be halved by the Chaotic Saintess.
It's a pity that she is now just Luo Xiaohei.
These mythological creatures were not something a non-true form of hers could handle. It seemed that this world was almost finished. As Luo Xiaohei thought this to herself, the Life Slugs suddenly all stepped back in unison, their bodies trembling as if instinctively sensing fear.
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The next second, they broke apart in unison, turning into puddles of blood mist. An Su narrowed his eyes and saw the shadow moving through the mist, its mouth twisted in wild laughter. She walked amidst the sea of blood, and with each step, golden lilies bloomed around her.
The intent to kill at the Peak Saint level surged over, deluging across the plains, stirring blood waves against this erroneous blood-red sky—every living face on the Life Slugs wailed in agony.
Yet this could not halt the steps of slaughter, their heads tossed in the air one by one, crashing to the ground, becoming the flesh and blood of plants and flowers.
In the sea of blood, only those pure white crazed pupils remained. Amidst the killing, growing ever more joyful, ever more delighted and happy.
Blood stained Cersei's Saintess white robe into the color of twilight; a crimson gown. She dressed magnificently for the world's funeral.
Cersei did not spare An Su a glance.
Cersei did not care that An Su had deceived her, because Cersei had also deceived An Su. It was a simple leveling of accounts. From the beginning of their cooperation, they each knew the other's nature, naturally anticipating lies, and it was a tacit understanding.
