Chapter 134: Purifying Rain

Putting everything else aside, just that one strike could leave any ordinary person below level 90 seriously injured or even dead if they were hit head-on.

This was a level of difficulty far beyond dealing with Hilda, who was just above level 70.

Unfortunately, wanting Miss Vilyric’s life was still a pipe dream.

To be safe, the Priestess summoned the Avatar of Light to stay behind her for vigilance and mobility before descending back over the crumbling island.

Accompanying the blood-red pillars erupting from the Abyss Well were seemingly endless gray mists and Abyss Beasts, surging onto the island, slaughtering, pillaging, and hunting down any living thing in sight.

Gigantic Abyss Worms soared through the sky, and those Abyss Beasts swarmed like a mass of locusts, nearly blotting out the silver light cast by the March sun. Everything was filled with cries of fear and agony, along with the blood-soaked ground.

“What a hellish scene.”

Though she knew it was something that had long since happened, such a tragic sight still stirred some emotion in Miss Vilyric, whose heart had nearly become indifferent to life and death.

The arrival of the Priestess was akin to a high-wattage incandescent lamp thrown into the darkness; all those countless monsters instantly turned their attention to the lone Black-haired Girl and charged at her in unison!

This clearly was not a manifestation of events in the real world, meaning it was an illusion attacking the entrants.

“Sigh… I guess I have to pull off another attack. Actually, I’m really not good at this kind of thing…”

The Radiant Spirit swelled in size with the wind and quickly grew to hundreds of meters tall, brandishing its holy spear, tracing a brilliant arc through the air.

“Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!”

Countless golden flames erupted in the sky, and with just one strike, it annihilated at least a thousand Abyss Beasts, even slicing a gigantic worm in its trajectory into pieces.

The golden flames rapidly spread along the severed parts, igniting the entire Abyss Worm, turning it into a burning fireball.

This was the true power of the tier 10 magic, “I Am the Light”, transforming into the Radiant Spirit, independent of Miss Vilyric’s special skill set—an unquenchable “Golden Flame”, merely one of the Spirit’s powers, mind you, this is equivalent to a level 110 super warrior.

Yet even so, a thousand Abyss Beasts were but a drop in the ocean to the seemingly endless Abyss tide. Fearless monsters rushed back into the previously cleared area within seconds, continuing their charge towards the White Robed Girl in the air!

“How annoying…”

Such an ocean of monsters hardly fazed Miss Vilyric; their sheer numbers held no quality, and more of them only meant a quicker demise. If she wasn’t scared of the hassle, she could easily command the Radiant Spirit to wipe them out little by little.

But what the Priestess loathed the most was precisely that hassle.

The Radiant Spirit was vastly superior to these creatures, but this skill primarily served to protect and endure damage, as well as to engage in single-target or small-scale combat; it lacked any large-scale destructive capabilities.

So, Miss Vilyric had no choice but to get her hands dirty and deal with these pesky little fish herself.

In the holy light skill tree of the “Illusory World”, over 90% consisted of various healing, support, and defensive spells, which was true enough, but that didn’t mean there were no powerful attack skills.

Yet wanting to resolve it all at once… definitely still required…

Well, since we’re in an illusion, I guess it shouldn’t matter how much chaos I stir up, right?

After another shot obliterated a large swath of Abyss Beasts, the originally unstoppable Radiant Spirit suddenly shrank back rapidly, returning to its initial height of about three meters, standing behind the Priestess.

The Abyss Beasts had no concept of fear; those creatures in the illusion were even more so. As the Spirit withdrew, they immediately surged forward, a dark cloud encircling the central girl without a gap.

At that moment, something massive began to emerge, nearly covering the sky, its area even surpassing the resplendent golden magic circle of the Island of Spris, spreading at nearly imperceptible speed.

It transformed into a grand light array, centered on the girl named Miss Vilyric, enveloping the sky and everything within sight.

Abyss Beasts, worms, and the slowly rising gigantic magic island—even the connection to the boundless darkness of the “Abyss Well” appeared so small beneath the brilliance of true supreme power.

The girl opened her eyes; at some point, her silver-blue crystal-like pupils had transformed into pure gold, shimmering with indescribable lavish patterns as ten dazzling halos spread behind her, and six snow-white wings of divinity rose high.

She spoke.

“Purifying Rain.”

Golden light illuminated the dark.

Millions, tens of millions, sharper than the Abyss Beasts, more than could be counted, golden long swords tore through the night sky, descending like a torrential rain.

“Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish!!!!!!!”

The swords of purification pierced through heaven and earth, and wherever they passed, no monsters could escape her judgment. In just an instant, hundreds of swords pierced through each Abyss Beast’s fierce body, their bizarre recovery abilities rendered utterly useless under the power of divinity, turning to ash in an instant.

Those massive, more powerful Abyss Worms were directly skewered by countless blades of rain.

This was true purification.

With a total number exceeding a million and even more of the Abyss Sea disappearing before a power even mightier than itself, under the sunlight-like radiance, it melted away like ice and snow at an observable rate. Even the phantom representation of the Abyss Magic Island in the illusion was cleaved into pieces by dozens of towering light swords, leaving not a trace of gray.

In less than ten seconds, the world was purified.

The golden light of the array covering the sky didn’t diminish; the sword rain circled like hummingbirds in the sky, and their targets had completely vanished from the world, with none escaping.

“……”

The deity with golden eyes slowly closed them. The magic circle beneath her gradually faded, and the radiant light and splendid wings around her quickly disappeared. When she opened her eyes again, she had transformed back into the girl with silver-blue pupils.

“Geez… what was the point? That’s why I usually don’t like using this move.”

Because the destructive power was too strong, just a slight miscalculation could cause unimaginably terrible disasters.

This wasn’t tier 10 magic or secret magic; if we had to say, it was probably a unique skill of Miss Vilyric.

Or rather, it could barely be called a skill—it was a special status.

Miss Vilyric couldn’t even remember when she acquired this ability—probably when she just leveled up to 110?

Activating this state didn’t require any consumption, simply a thought would do, but it took a little time to conclude.

That vast magic circle of golden light, which was broader than the Abyss Well, that just wiped out the Abyss Beasts, was actually just an 8th-tier magic called “Purifying Rain,” similar to “Roar of Holy Flames,” but in that special state, its power was amplified by at least a hundredfold.

   

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