Chapter 190: The Beginning of the Catastrophe

“Alright, let’s meet at the usual place later.”

They seemed to share a tacit understanding and mutual trust. After Sylvester made this statement, Aileen no longer hesitated; she held a silver-white, strange shuttle-shaped object in her hand, which quickly became enveloped in silver light. Just two or three seconds later, when the light dissipated again, the girl had already vanished without a trace.

Looking at the White Robed Girl, who remained motionless all along, Sylvester didn’t seem in a hurry to start a battle. It was only after Aileen’s figure had completely disappeared that he surprisingly spoke up.

“What? You just let her go like that? Didn’t you come here to stop us?”

“Hmm, who knows? Maybe I just accidentally dozed off for a bit and forgot to take action ~”

After casually brushing off the question, Vilyric caressed the smooth patterns on her priest staff and also refrained from attacking immediately.

“Let me ask you this: you’ve concocted so many schemes and come here with such effort to absorb the divine spark left behind by the God of Magic. What’s your goal? Just to become stronger?”

“Hmph… who knows? Maybe that’s just it.”

As expected, Sylvester merely retorted in the same manner and didn’t show much intention for conversation.

The girl shook her head helplessly.

“Oh dear… it seems we have no choice but to fight then. What a pity! If it were possible, I wouldn’t want to start with violence, after all…”

“Hah, quit your nonsense, go to hell with your arrogance!”

Sylvester’s right hand grasped at the air.

“Raging Crush!”

“Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack… Boom!!!!!!!”

The already cracked Star River burst apart, transforming into countless streams of black flood that instantly engulfed everything in the world.

Outside, in the Valley of Magic.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!!!!!!”

The magnificent temple was instantly destroyed by the giant wave of magic sweeping in from the horizon. Yet, the black throne rose from the river, proudly overlooking the world. A figure, wearing a half mask, sat atop it, raising its right hand, adorned with green serpents, as if to master the sun, moon, and stars.

“This is… the God, the power of the Supreme God? How powerful, how marvelous, it seems almost omnipotent… Hehe, while it’s a bit annoying that it was interrupted at the last minute, it’s still unmatched. Just wait, my respected and detestable grandfather…”

“Your grandfather? Who’s that?”

In the tide of magic engulfing the Valley of Magic, the black-haired girl with snow-white wings rose once more in the light, floating in the air, seemingly unfazed, and even tilted her head out of curiosity.

“…”

Realizing that the previous attack hadn’t inflicted significant damage on the enemy, Sylvester frowned and then scoffed derisively.

“Aren’t you the one who could just lie beneath pretending to be dead? I didn’t intend to waste time with irrelevant people. If you insist on seeking death, then I’ll grant your wish!”

“Let the Sea of Magic dance! Raise a torrent!”

The figure atop the throne raised its right hand marked with a serpent, and the vast valley responded to its summons, tidal waves soaring into the sky, like a giant arm of a titan, smashing down toward the White Robed Girl!

“Clang!!!”

A golden shield manifestly appeared before Vilyric, easily blocking this seemingly overwhelming strike. The girl observed briefly and then shook her head with some disinterest, sighing.

“Sigh, why does it always come down to the same few moves? Transforming into blades, transforming fists; aren’t these just magic semblance attacks? Is this really the extent of the God’s power?”

“Hah, is it now?”

Sylvester’s disdainful laughter rang from afar. Vilyric felt a stir in her heart and saw the dark liquid magic, resembling melted chocolate, dripping down from within the barrier of [Radiant Protection]. Just as she prepared to respond, those droplets instantaneously transformed into sharp needles shooting straight for the Priestess’s face!

“Swish!”

The girl instinctively tilted her head to dodge, but due to the close distance, one of the magic needles still grazed Vilyric’s temple, leaving a slight mark.

Her hp instantly dropped by around 3000, but it was quickly replenished by [Eternal Staff: Heart of the World]’s passive effect, yet it still revealed a hint of surprise on the Priestess’s face.

Because her mp, on the other hand, saw a greater loss, nearing 30,000 points.

“Oh… so that’s how it is. This move is quite interesting, the principles of [Magic]… I’ve gained some knowledge.”

Deliberately using a flirtatious tone to distract her opponent, but in reality, Vilyric was already extremely vigilant. The power of principles is capricious and unpredictable. While she had interrupted the processes of Sylvester and Aileen at the last moment, the aura exhibited by the opponent had already reached or even surpassed the limits of a demi-god like Min Chen.

In life-and-death battles, the Priestess never underestimated or let down her guard, yet she still couldn’t fully anticipate that last attack, demonstrating just how bizarre his means of attack were.

However, the same technique could only be successful once, after a simple probe, Vilyric already understood.

Although [Radiant Protection] was a holy light skill, fundamentally, it was composed of mp, or magic. Moreover, it’s just a mid-tier magic that could be used at level 60, so on the surface and principle, it wasn’t complex. It was entirely reasonable for it to be eroded and assimilated by the power of principles to a minor degree.

Furthermore…

“I say, you seem quite familiar with the God’s power. You don’t look like a newbie who just gained a leap in power. Plus, this ability to disrupt and eliminate a large amount of m… magic after hitting, resembles some shady stuff I’ve seen in Demon Town.”

The Priestess thoughtfully looked up at the figure atop the throne.

“I mean, those things like ‘Demon-Banishing Powder’ that poachers love to use, and those strange potions that drive magic wild. That wouldn’t happen to be something you created for research purposes, would it?”

To this question, Sylvester didn’t evade or deflect but answered coldly.

“So what if it is?”

“Tsk… so it really is you…”

The golden light that transformed into a holy spirit once again lifted its spear. Vilyric gestured with her long, hard staff that was quite suitable for bashing heads, while the radiant girl directly aimed her holy spear forward. With six broad and resplendent golden wings unfurling, a tremendous aura surged forth!

“What’s going to happen…? Of course, I’m going to beat you up!!!”

…

Demon Town

This border stronghold, standing for 800 years in the northern part of the United Kingdom and surviving countless storms, entered the highest state of alert three days ago when the heavy snow began to cover the sky.

The cause, of course, was the little princess of the United Kingdom still remaining here — Princess Mona Meikailande, who issued an edict on behalf of Queen Liliya Meikailande.

[From this day forth, all regions in the northern territory of the kingdom, centered around Demon Town, will begin urgent evacuation of the surrounding and in-town populace, swiftly retreating towards the southern part of the kingdom. Those violating the order will be executed! Those causing disturbances will be executed! Those gathering to resist commands will also be executed!]

Once this order was decreed, the northern part of the kingdom was instantly in an uproar. Tens of millions of people were forced to leave their homes behind, escorted by armies that originally rushed from various places to prepare for the increasingly tense situation with the Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons, carrying only essential items, and tirelessly facing the blizzards as they headed south.

This move caused a huge uproar among the populace and in various industries. Not only were common folks unwilling to leave their long-cherished homes, but those wealthy merchants based in important towns like Demon Town, with money and power, also resisted this suddenly imposed evacuation order from the government. They offered all sorts of excuses to stall and even covertly rallied against it as a united front.

Originally thinking that the combined strength of these civilian powers would be enough to make the royal government wary—after all, laws do not penalize the many, and no matter how harsh Princess Mona might be, she couldn’t possibly execute everyone, right?

However, the result left everyone dumbfounded.

In just Demon Town, the Acting City Lord Lan Tuls was ordered to lead the new Internal Guard Bureau to crack down on the resisters and manage the evacuation efforts. On the very first day, more than 900 wealthy merchants, nobles, and their guards were executed, with several dozen small-scale conflicts erupting, leaving a river of blood in their wake!

The kingdom was coming down hard this time!

   

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