Chapter One Hundred Ninety-Four: Soldiers Against Soldiers, Generals Against Generals

“Ding!”

Once again, Sylvester barely managed to block the spear’s blade from the Avatar of Light with his magic sword. As he was forcefully pushed back, breathing heavily, he stared at the weapon in his hand that had lost its luster and was filled with chips, seemingly struggling to accept the reality.

He raised his head, almost gritting his teeth as he glared at the distant White Robed Girl, who was still pristine and exuded a holy aura, along with the enormous sacred spirit floating behind her.

“Who on earth are you? The intel didn’t mention any hidden powerhouse from the Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons or the Illusion Realm! Aren’t all the gods supposed to have vanished or left this world?”

Casually twirling her slender priestess staff in her hand, Miss Vilyric temporarily set aside the weapon that had caused the large bumps on the Summoner’s head, unimpressed.

“That only means your intel is outdated. And how can you be so sure I come from the Mountains of Ten Thousand Demons or the Illusion Realm? I mean, is there not a possibility that I’m just a passerby, a well-meaning priestess who loves to fight for justice?”

“A well-meaning… priestess? I get it… I get it! You’re his companion, right? Cheesed Mofuman, I remember that name! Did he send you to deal with me? Min Chen, that coward! Even like this, he doesn’t dare confront us himself! Coward! Damn coward!!! Unfaithful betrayer!!!”

Watching Sylvester, who, while not seriously injured, was overflowing with magic power and seething with fury, the Priestess couldn’t help but tilt her head in confusion.

“What the hell? Cheesed Mofuman… wait, you mentioned an ancestor… You’re Min Chen’s descendant?”

Wow, what the heck, is this for real?!

No wonder, no wonder! No wonder Sylvester had given Miss Vilyric this vague sense of familiarity from the beginning. Upon a closer look, his facial features and that long gray hair color were strikingly similar to a certain Gatekeeper!

Now that I think about it, if Min Chen and his bunch of travelers came here more than three hundred years ago, such a long time has passed, they must have had enough time to spawn new descendants in this world and even pass down generations.

And that old Min Chen was quite the good-looking guy, strong as well, clearly the type to attract girls’ attention. Just like some cliché manga novels with heroes and their dozens of harem members, it’s not surprising they’d spark some flames of life.

Tsk… suddenly feeling a bit disinterested, what’s up with that?

“So, you went to great lengths to become stronger and obtain the power of the Pseudo-God to combat Min Chen? What are you trying to prove to him, or are you seeking revenge? Has that guy done something to insult his descendants?”

After a moment of panting, Sylvester, who had nearly regained his almost limitless power thanks to the Pseudo-God’s authority, raised his magic sword again, discarding the broken half of his staff into the roiling sea of magic below. Madness flickered across his eyes hidden behind a fragment of a mask.

“It doesn’t matter who you are; you won’t stop me today. He… hasn’t he abandoned his wife and children, guarding this cursed place for three hundred years? Then I’ll destroy it! Make him regret it, make him despair!”

“Then bring it on! Here comes my attack!”

The avenger suspended in the air raised his magic sword, and the sea of magic began to boil!

“Crack… crack crack crack crack crack crack crack…”

In the sky, countless terrifying cracks reappeared, just like when Sylvester crushed that piece of the Star River space, and the already withered Valley of Magic finally let out a mournful wail under the strain.

Then—

“Boom!!!!!!!!!!!!”

This small space, created by the Pseudo-God as a conduit for divine power, completely collapsed under the same source of strength.

Red skies filled the view, as the surging lava and burning earth revealed that she had returned to the land known as the Illusion Realm.

“All magic power in heaven and earth, heed my command!!!”

The gray-black sea of magic soaked the skies and earth. At the call of the authority of Magic, fire elements, water elements, wind elements, earth elements, and other immense magic powers from all over the world, which were over a hundred times denser than in the real world, rapidly converged from all sides and condensed above Sylvester, forming a terrifying shadow stretching ten thousand meters long, adorned in a riot of colors.

Lava churned vigorously, even creating towering waves a hundred kilometers high. The surrounding fire element entities were directly shattered into pure elemental energy due to this overwhelming pulling force and were forcibly drawn into that astounding sword strike.

Only a few powerful beings above the Pseudo-God could barely escape this range at lightning speed.

Miss Vilyric could even clearly see that those high-level spirits, unable to be observed by the naked eye, were desperately screaming in fear as they attempted to flee, yet were crushed by the Pseudo-God’s power, dissipating into pure energy. Within just a few thousand square kilometers, in a mere ten seconds, it became an absolute wasteland with almost no signs of life.

All elements, all forms of magic power in the air were violently blended into that colorful colossal sword, without a doubt, this would be a shattering strike.

However, faced with such a horrifying pressure, the Priestess remained calm, her gaze focused as she even was able to mutter to herself leisurely.

“Strange… where did that God of Blazing Flame run off to?”

Evidently, they had emerged close to where Miss Vilyric had previously opened the rift with the Void Trace Blade. Logically speaking, with such a commotion, that hot-headed fire rock with god-level strength should have jumped out by now, but could it be…

All instinctively looking up at the sky, the girl caught sight of the far-off heights, where the sky was continuously burning and cracked, her brows slightly knitting together.

Alright then, let’s deal with the immediate trouble first.

“Go! Forbidden · God-Slaying Sword!!!”

A gigantic sword far more terrifying and magnificent than the combined might of twelve zodiac guardians descended, at this moment, the Priestess finally seemed to make a decision and raised her staff, striking first.

“Limit Break · Composite Barrier · Sacred Shield Wall.”

The dazzling light shattered into a golden giant shield that was no less grand than the scale before them, layering and intertwining before the girl, colliding directly with the ultimate attack composed of countless magical powers.

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!!!!!”

Layer upon layer of sacred shields shattered under the terrifying giant sword, scattering into golden light, while the magical brilliance and momentum emitted by the latter dramatically diminished at an astonishing rate in the process.

This was an absolute clash of strength, with no fancy tricks involved. In the god-level battlefield, where both sides were genuinely measuring their true strength, there could only be one victor.

Sylvester’s eyes widened as he desperately urged the magic sword’s attack, while Miss Vilyric stood her ground, her pure, immaculate six wings unfurling, each fluttering exuding waves of pure and holy light, feeding into the solidifying barrier to continuously thicken her defense.

“Bang! Bang ~”

Another layer of solid sacred shield exploded in front of the giant sword, but this time, a sound followed that resembled a sorrowful shriek, the colorful magical giant sword that had dimmed to its limit during the prolonged clash could no longer withstand the intact sacred shield, shattering completely into a myriad of colored lights.

“Thud!”

Sylvester trembled, as if struck by a backlash, blood gushed from his mouth, and the intricately patterned black magic sword in his hand shattered as well, falling like falling meteor light.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the White Robed Girl’s numerous golden sacred shields continued to layer upon layer, lighting up at a despairing frequency enough to make her opponent lose hope, only ceasing once that giant sword fell from the sky and silence returned around them.

” Hmm? Is it done?”

Seemingly cautious, the unharmed Black-haired Girl slowly poked her head out from behind the barrier.

   

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