Chapter 300 - 273: Sun’s Gift, The Might of Divine Power
Chapter 300: Chapter 273: Sun’s Gift, The Might of Divine Power
The entire space shook violently!
An unstoppable Divine Power pierced through this space, causing Nerva Heta, who was steeped in a painful nightmare, to suddenly let out an inhuman shriek so shrill its pitch warped!
"ARGH—!!!"
His feather-covered body suddenly arched, as if brutally struck by an immense, invisible force!
Then, his tightly shut eyes snapped open, and a crimson light flared within them!
"Who is it—!!"
Nerva roared in fury, a fire devoid of any reason dancing in his eyes.
At that moment, he seemed to share a consciousness with the entirety of Red Crying Castle. The trembling of the bricks was his frantic pulse, and the swirling dust his chaotic breath.
Through the twisted vision of countless giant stone eyes, he finally locked onto the two tiny figures radiating a piercing brilliance—like two blazing suns plunged into a filthy mire!
"Damned insects! How dare you offend the dignity of the Heta family!!"
It was these two beings, reeking of a repulsive aura, whose attacks had hurt him!
Each one pierced to the very marrow of his bones; each one threw him into disarray.
’But... it’s different!’
A voice shrieked from the depths of Nerva’s chaotic consciousness.
’Compared to these two little insects, the Power from before was purer, more terrifying. It was like a red-hot brand pressed directly onto the brand on his soul!’
’But these two... they aren’t the same!’
However, his state left no room for further thought. The primal fear within him was completely ignited by the flames of his rage, twisted into an impulse for destruction.
The dark red feathers covering his "body" all stood on end. Then, as if swept up by an invisible storm, they suddenly broke free of their bonds. Like a billion bloodthirsty hornets, they shrieked through the air as they shot out madly and indiscriminately at every living thing in sight!
The cobblestone streets were instantly gouged with thousands of deep scars, and the dilapidated walls were riddled with holes like a sieve. A dark red mist, a mixture of dust and blasphemous Energy, began to spread.
However, for Finian and Royce, who had long been tempered on the battlefield of faith, such a wide-ranging but low-impact attack seemed rather childish.
"Futile."
High Priest Finian’s face was as tranquil as the sea. The halo of golden flame behind his head, a symbol of supreme authority, merely shimmered, and a barrier so condensed it resembled liquid sunlight silently expanded, blocking the feathers headed toward the city district.
On the other side, Sun Knight Royce showed no intention of slowing his assault.
His Splendid Saint Sword swept out in a simple, almost brutish arc.
[Saint Skill: Coronal Gyre]!
The searing white Saint Flame burning on the sword’s blade suddenly surged, transforming into a circular wheel of light that devoured all things, instantly annihilating all the dark red feathers around him.
And in the instant that this blasphemous, unholy atmosphere was effortlessly swept away by the two veteran Saint Professionals—
BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!! BOOM!!
Four terrifying, heaven-and-earth-shaking roars, nearly simultaneous, once again echoed, tearing through the battlefield’s polluted air!
Before the sound had faded, four shots, trailing paths of Holy Light so pure they seemed almost solid, smashed with unerring accuracy onto the head of Red Crying Castle—the one formed from the twisted main tower, covered in giant stone eyes!
Time seemed to freeze for a moment at the point of impact.
Then—
KABOOM—!!!
The holy radiance bloomed like four hammers of judgment forged from light, smashing viciously into the twisted, malformed head!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a more heart-stopping sense of annihilation. Wherever the light touched, the castle’s stones—fortified by layers of crimson Energy to a hardness far exceeding Fine Steel—and the spear-like dark red feathers upon them melted and vaporized without a sound, like butter on a searing hot iron!
True damage!
This strike, containing a sliver of the Sun God Po Ao’s own Power, ignored all defensive Rules on both the physical and Magic levels, acting directly upon existence itself!
It was as if half of the head covered in giant stone eyes had been brutally erased. The remaining eyeballs spun madly at the edge of the wound. The great crater blasted open revealed not brick and stone, but true flesh and blood oozing dark red pus. Countless thick, cable-like blood vessels twitched and spasmed at the edge of the blackened crater, emitting a nauseating, blasphemous stench.
This round of bombardment was even more effective than the first.
"AARGH—!!!!"
Red Crying Castle, or rather Nerva Heta who was symbiotic with it, let out an inhuman wail that could tear souls asunder!
Its entire colossal stone body trembled violently. Its once-frenzied movements instantly became sluggish and clumsy. Its giant feet gouged even deeper furrows in the ground, kicking up a sky-full of rubble and dust.
’This is it!’
Bagget, who had been prowling the edges of the battlefield like a viper, had a sharp glint flash in his eyes.
This was the opening he had been waiting for!
This "Night Owl" from the Ministry of Internal Affairs didn’t hesitate for a second. With a flicker of his form, he seemed to melt into the shadows cast by the ruins.
In the next instant, like a bodiless phantom, he took advantage of the defensive gap exposed by Red Crying Castle’s agony, precisely cutting into the horrific, still-smoking wound of flesh and blood that had just been blasted open by the holy cannon fire!
He was so fast that he left only a faint, dissipating trail of shadow where he had stood.
"Hmph!"
Royce snorted coldly, clearly displeased with Bagget’s lone-wolf style.
High Priest Finian, on the other hand, was much calmer. He began to cast a Divine Technique while placating his zealous old friend.
"My friend, hold the monster steady. After all, we’re still on the same side."