Chapter 155: The Blessing of Thousands of Withering Lives

“I told you not to add ‘little’ in front of my name… What’s up with you? Didn’t I tell you I came specifically to find a god? How can I lack skills? It’s your own lack of faith.”

“Uh… this…”

The Priestess was casually chatting with Tira, looking completely at ease, showing no signs of the tension and pressure that loomed when facing a deity.

In fact, she was quite confident.

Just now, Xi Fu had clearly used Aistini’s Star Spear for a counterattack, while Vilyric, who used Radiant Protection, had blocked all the attacks without a scratch, even though both sides were using level 6 magic. What does that mean?

It means that Xi Fu’s attack power didn’t exceed the defense power of the Priestess, or in simpler terms, her main attributes were lower than Vilyric’s, likely a level or two below.

Realizing this, Miss Vilyric breathed a sigh of relief.

“By the way, Tira, uh, Aistini, I didn’t expect you to be the Wing Emperor’s sister. No wonder… Wow!”

After dodging another gray spear thrown at her and getting startled, the black-haired girl looked up to see Miss God squinting her eyes, several symbols representing anger popping up on her smooth forehead.

“I mean… is it a bit disrespectful to chat in front of me? Vilyric, you don’t really think she’s scared of you, do you?”

Taking one last glance at the gem in her hand that shimmered with a verdant glow, Xi Fu took a deep breath and pressed the fragment of her Divine Spark directly into her ample and rounded **!

“Boom!!!”

A raging pillar of light shot up into the sky, countless vine-like tendrils extending from behind the goddess, coiling like serpents and also resembling the roots of a great tree, wrapping around every corner of the temple.

They pierced through the ground, broke through walls and the ceiling, pouncing on everyone present as if they had caught a whiff of blood!

“Everyone, come here and join forces for defense!”

Aistini decisively shouted, slicing through several branches that were lashing out at them with her spear, but the gray vines, filled with the essence of decay, were entirely unbothered, quickly sprouting new bodies in an instant and splitting to attack the Wing Emperor!

Kunier, that crafty guy, sensed danger and immediately dashed towards Vilyric, who was displaying the strongest power and sense of safety, but those priests were clearly a beat slow; if it weren’t for the Priestess’s annoyed click of the tongue as she casually shielded them, they would have long been ensnared by the murderous plants, turning into mere bones.

After using Radiant Protection to at least safeguard Aistini and the others, Vilyric didn’t stay cooped up with them but proactively stepped forward, facing the goddess whose aura was continuously swelling.

Floating in the air, her long hair billowing, exuding a terrifying presence, even the world itself seemed to fall into agitation and unrest because of her existence.

This felt almost exactly the same as the sensation that night in the Winged Courtyard, but even sharper.

The goddess clenched her fist, boundless life force wilting at her fingertips, pulsating in a cycle, and she smiled contemptuously.

“So, do you still have the confidence to confront me? Miss Vilyric, you might not know, but the Earth Mother Goddess was, in ancient times…”

“I know, I know, one of the three main gods of order! No need for your lecture, master, but so what?”

Without a shred of respect or humility, she interrupted the goddess’s self-praise. The enemy’s might didn’t faze the Priestess in the slightest; if anything, she was filled with delight and curiosity.

Now, it was undeniable that Xi Fu was indeed the strongest opponent Vilyric had encountered since arriving in this world, even if she hadn’t returned to her true peak form; in the Priestess’s perception, she was at least level 90 or higher.

Such a being clearly qualified to engage her in battle.

“Heh, not tall yet you talk big; let’s see if you can pass through my servant first. Where’s Losa?”

Having already flown back from the collapsed wall, a Half-Dragon emanating a faint gray mist appeared at the goddess’s feet, bowing respectfully to the ground.

“Master, I am here.”

Perhaps due to being a female Half-Dragon, she looked quite fearsome, but Losa’s voice wasn’t unpleasant at all. Though slightly deep, it was overall rather pleasant and melodious.

It seemed that she hadn’t been stripped of her consciousness like Hilda, turning into an unintelligent puppet at Xi Fu’s command, but rather willingly followed her like a divine servant.

“Although you didn’t complete the task of destroying that thing, at least you managed to hold up the Wing Emperor. That saved quite a bit of trouble. Having gone this long… no merits but labor, let’s use this opportunity to fulfill our agreement and grant you greater power.”

“Yes! Thank you, my master!!”

It was clear that Losa was extremely excited, even her gray-black scales trembling nervously. Beastmen revered power, and among them, royalty like Half-Dragons exhibited this more prominently. Perhaps her reason for cooperating with Xi Fu was simply a genuine desire to become stronger – a simple and straightforward motive.

“The Seed of Decay; you know the price of this power. If you fear nothing, swallow it and let me see your determination, prove you have what it takes to be my new attendant.”

“Yes! Yes!!!”

Losa excitedly yet nervously took the gray gem-like seed that was almost identical to the one Xi Fu Lin had previously made, aside from its color and essence, but the vast power contained within could far exceed the former and was even more chaotic.

Without hesitation, the Half-Dragon swallowed it whole!

“Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!!!!”

Visible changes immediately erupted on this power-thirsty beastman.

Her already robust form puffed up like a balloon, going from barely over two meters, just average for a beastman, to over five meters in the blink of an eye!

Countless gray vines burst forth from her body, writhing like living creatures, her claws growing thicker and longer, sharper, while the scales on her body shifted from black to gray, becoming completely unrecognizable from the Half-Dragons Vilyric knew.

“Hahahahaha!!! Power! I can feel it, endless power surging!! Thank you! My omnipotent master!!”

The gray monster, with writhing vines covering its entire form and claws gleaming like guillotines, stepped forward, its gray eyes flickering with excitement and bloodlust.

“As your loyal follower, let me celebrate this great evolution with the blood of our enemies!”

“Tsk tsk ~”

Well, isn’t that something? Jumping up from legendary level right to level 80, this one’s definitely not weaker than Aistini; she might even surpass the angel Hilda.

This can’t just be something simple like pouring in divine power; most likely, the gray seed’s decaying divine power was forcibly collected through some special means by Xi Fu.

Massacre… huh.

But to be honest, this level of strength doesn’t even require her or the Little Dragon Daughter to take action.

“Oh right, I’ve thought of a rather good candidate ~”

   

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