Chapter 307: The Blade of Descent, the Dragon of Convergence

In the forest, the fierce battle raged on, unabated.

About three days ago, the army of Killing had arrived in this place, guided by certain individuals with intent.

What began as a mere display of spears in search quickly evolved into a shadow that loomed over more than half of the residential areas in Sanos Province and Keller Province. More than seventy percent of the populace had found temporary refuge arranged by the Church of the Light, ensuring their safety for the moment. Yet, this very forest became the focal point of the demons’ intense scrutiny.

Perhaps the reason lay in the sudden and conspicuous appearance of that giant ancient tree, but the truly crucial issue was that the demons had discovered the whereabouts of the Judging Saintess, Fleidetrika Cecelia, along with the trace of the Arbitrating Holy Sword.

As the most potent individual among the three Saintesses, the Judging Saintess had always been the most active presence in the Holy Empire’s handling of internal and external affairs, her reputation having long since spread far and wide.

Ever since the current Saintess mysteriously disappeared, various factions had held diverse motives in attempting to locate Princess Fleidetrika Cecelia, yet the subject had concealed herself too deeply, leaving scarce clues.

However, the recent discovery of the “Arbitrating Holy Sword” in the City of Saint Sanos confirmed that this light artifact and the Judging Saintess were indeed hidden in Sanos Province. Coupled with the push from certain powerful demons within their ranks and defeat on the front lines, the demons naturally shifted their attention here to rectify their situation.

Thus, a full-scale conflict erupted between them and the Church of the Light, which was maintaining civilian order in the occupied areas.

The traces of the Judging Saintess were precisely revealed amid this sweeping fire of a second war.

“Swish!”

Fleidetrika repelled the blade demon before her with a swing of her sword, the holy sword sweeping across, its sharp, fierce energy sweeping forth, cutting through and turning to smooth fragments more than a dozen demon cavalry that had surrounded her, along with their spears.

Although she had concealed her sword for a long time, the might of her judgment was still undiminished.

As the battle raged on, the ground around her became littered with the bodies of various demons, torn to shreds and hardly recognizable, yet the army of Killing surged forth like a tide, heedless of death, roaring towards the single figure in the center!

“Clang!!!”

With a swing of the holy sword, she repelled three blade demons who dove at her again, their colossal strikes clashing with her seemingly slender sword, yet not bending it in the slightest. On the contrary, the sword emitted an even stronger cutting aura, severing the demons’ blades cleanly in half!

“What?!”

The blade demons, intimidated by her divine aura, retreated without hesitation. Fleidetrika intended to pursue, but another wave of demon cavalry charged at her with their lives, forcibly blocking her movement to protect the more powerful higher-ranking demons.

Thus, green blood flew, turning into a ground of minced flesh.

This time, however, the enemy finally ceased their relentless assault. Perhaps they felt daunted by the Saintess’s incomparable divine power, unyielding even after prolonged combat, or perhaps they sensed something and were waiting for cues.

“Ha…”

Letting out a light breath, Fleidetrika flicked her sword, still smooth and free of any dust despite claiming hundreds of enemy lives, casting her gaze toward the shadowy blood-red horizon beyond the forest.

“It’s finally coming.”

No one knew what she was referring to.

The area where Fleidetrika currently was not the only battlefield in this forest. She was neither abandoned by her comrades nor left behind to sacrifice herself to protect others.

The reason she was being heavily besieged, standing alone against thousands, was entirely her own choice.

She was waiting for certain people—those who should not be here.

Simultaneously, this tactic effectively drew the main attention of the enemy, reducing casualties and pressure in other battle areas. The power of the Arbitrating Holy Sword was so overwhelming that at times even Fleidetrika could not perfectly control it; being alone allowed her to act without restraint.

She shifted her gaze from the ominous and calamitous blood-red sky to the ten armored figures floating high in the air.

Those were all blade demons, gathering nearly half of the top experts from the army of Killing invading this world, including those who retreated from the front lines—all here to hunt down the famed Judging Saintess.

From the current state of the battle, it was clear that Fleidetrika was indeed worth this attention.

“I wonder how everything else is faring. Even though everything has been arranged… I hope everything goes smoothly with fewer casualties.”

The demons’ large-scale offensive was not entirely a bad thing in some sense.

If they hadn’t shown up early on, forcing the Church of the Light to guide the public into underground shelters ahead of time, by now, with the blood-red sky gradually spreading, the scale and momentum would far surpass that of the Saint Beirgen Mountains. The entire Sanos Province would likely have fallen into a terrifying celestial phenomenon…

The panic among the populace and subsequent challenges in evacuation would have exceeded all counts.

But now, over seventy percent of the populace outside the two provinces had successfully taken refuge, hiding in resource-rich underground shelters, easing Fleidetrika’s concerns.

“The God of Killing, Slutut…”

The Saintess’s murmurs had barely faded.

“Boom boom boom boom boom!!!!!!!”

Dozens of blood-red pillars erupted simultaneously from afar outside the forest!

No, far more than just dozens.

At this moment, at least ten kilometers high in the sky, almost stepping on the clouds, the golden-haired girl with dragon wings and a long tail looked down at the thousands below, forming a colossal array comprised of countless blood-colored pillars embedded in the earth.

Watching them rise, surpass the altitude where the dragon girl resided, extending, extending, eventually merging into the crimson sky, splashing waves of radiant light!

But the corner of her mouth curled into a fearless, delighted arc.

“Finally here! I thought you’d back out after all the fuss. Heh, that silly bird’s not bad, but fighting without holding back is always more refreshing… Killing, don’t let me down.”

With such a voice, the world surged with waves.

From an infinitely distant sky, a sound echoed, like some heavy object continuously striking a bell, resonant enough for every citizen in the Holy Empire and even those in far-off lands to clearly hear the booming and clashing noise.

“Thud!!!!”

“Thud!!!!!!!!!!”

“Thud!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The collisions grew steadily louder and more intense. In the center of the blood-red sky formed by the countless blood pillars, a gigantic inverted vortex blossomed, the throne of blood slowly surfacing from within, connecting countless lines of blood into a “Cocoon.”

The “Cocoon” that nurtured the essence of blood and killing.

The cocoon pulsed like a heartbeat, its trembling rhythm seemed to resonate with the booming sound above, creating a bizarre cyclical cadence.

Until a moment arrived.

That blood-forged cocoon exploded with a roar! Transforming into an undissipated blood mist, gathering, reforming, when its presence was revealed again…

Out of the sky, a breathtaking flash of blood descended with the sound of something shattering! Merging with the shadow of blood above the throne!

The will of Killing finally became tangible, echoing in the skies.

【Not fleeing, but willingly presenting their necks for slaughter?! Hahaha! Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!】

【Very good, very good! Dragon, let us… commence the fated massacre!!!】

   

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