Chapter 785 - 532: Let the Light Deity Smell the Stench of the Mortal World
Chapter 785: Chapter 532: Let the Light Deity Smell the Stench of the Mortal World
A long while passed before Ed recovered from his immense shock.
The way he looked at Raylo had transformed from his earlier respect to a near-fanatical reverence.
"My lord... you... you are truly a genius!"
He praised from the bottom of his heart.
Raylo gave a noncommittal smile and patted his shoulder.
"Go on. Tell our devout believers this ’good news.’ The treatment their Divine Spirit receives will depend on the choice they make."
"Yes, my lord!"
Ed excitedly pounded his chest, the worried look on his face completely gone.
He turned and prepared to deliver this "inspiring" order.
However, he had only taken two steps,
when a Knight came sprinting toward them, his expression panicked.
He shouted as he ran, his voice filled with terror and unease.
"My lord! Commander! This is bad!"
Ed stopped dead in his tracks, immediately spinning around and shouting with a frown,
"What’s the panic? Has the sky fallen?"
The Knight ran up to them.
"No... not that... It’s... it’s the prisoner-of-war camp!"
Raylo’s brow twitched slightly.
"A riot?"
"No! Not a riot!"
The guard shook his head repeatedly, an expression on his face like he’d seen a ghost. He pointed in the direction of the camp, his voice cracking.
"It’s that Knight! The Knight Commander of the Fiery Sun Kingdom, the one named Gabriel!"
"He... he’s been on a hunger strike ever since he was captured..."
"But just now... he... he started glowing!"
"The entire prisoner-of-war camp is now shrouded in a golden light! We don’t dare get close!"
’Golden light?’
Raylo’s brows knitted together instantly.
He had just solved the problem of housing eight thousand fanatics, turning them from a hot potato into a future top-tier mining crew.
He was in a good mood.
But this news was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the smugness in his heart.
’Gabriel.’
’The Knight Commander of the Fiery Sun Kingdom.’
Raylo remembered him.
’A tough nut to crack.’
’After being captured, he refused all food and drink, seeking only death.’
Raylo had never liked people like that and couldn’t be bothered with him.
If he died, he died. He was just a stubborn enemy.
’But now...’
’He’s glowing?’
’And has enveloped the entire prisoner-of-war camp?’
"My lord, this..."
Ed looked at Raylo, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
This supernatural phenomenon left him at a loss.
Raylo said nothing.
’Golden light.’
’A devout believer on a hunger strike.’
’These elements combined pointed to an answer he didn’t want to face.’
’A Miracle.’
’Or rather, some lofty existence had cast its gaze upon this place.’
"Interesting."
Raylo suddenly laughed, but his smile held a trace of mockery.
’What is the Light Deity trying to do?’
’Display its divine might to rally its believers?’
’Or... is it trying to snatch someone from my grasp?’
"Ed."
Raylo’s voice became calm, betraying no emotion.
"Yes, my lord!"
Ed immediately straightened his posture.
"Lock down the prisoner-of-war camp. No one is to get within half a step of it."
"Go find Gordo and have him bring the Giant Legion!"
"Yes!"
Ed accepted the order.
"And you, my lord...?"
Raylo didn’t answer him.
He raised his head, looked to the sky, and let out a whistle.
The next second.
Three streaks of differently colored light flashed from the castle’s spire and appeared at Raylo’s feet in an instant.
It was Moonlight, Coal Ball, and Lightning.
Moonlight affectionately rubbed against Raylo’s leg and yawned.
"Time to work."
Raylo bent down and patted Lightning’s small head.
"ROAR!"
A low growl rumbled.
Lightning’s body began to expand rapidly!
Its blue fur transformed into hard Dragon Scales.
In just a few breaths, a ferocious Giant Dragon over a hundred meters long, covered in blue scales with arcs of electricity flashing across its body, was coiled in the open space before the castle.
Rampant Thunderbolt Element emanated from its body, making crackling sounds and filling the air with a scorched smell.
Raylo scooped up Moonlight and Coal Ball, then leaped, landing steadily on Lightning’s broad back.
He looked down from his high vantage point at the dumbfounded Ed on the ground.
"I’m going to take a look."
’What kind of trick is the Light Deity playing?’
Before his words had even faded,
"ROAR!"
Lightning let out a deafening roar and beat its wings fiercely!
A fierce wind kicked up, nearly blowing everyone off their feet.
The massive Thunder Dragon transformed into a bolt of blue lightning, soaring into the sky and racing toward the distant area shrouded in golden light.
Its speed was extreme.
The wind howled past his ears as the scenery below rapidly receded.
In just a few short breaths, the prisoner-of-war camp was already in sight.
The view from high above was even more stunning.
A huge, translucent golden Light Shield, like a giant inverted bowl, enveloped the entire prisoner-of-war camp, sealing it completely.
On the Light Shield’s surface, countless sacred runes flickered in and out of view, emitting a majestic aura that inspired awe.
Inside the Light Shield, the golden radiance was as thick as liquid, making it impossible to see the situation within.
Faintly, one could hear countless people singing a hymn in praise of the Light Deity in unison.
Their voices were fanatical and devout.
It was like a grand sacrificial ritual.
"Hmph."
Raylo let out a cold snort.
’What a grand display.’
’This Power is pure, vast, and full of sacred majesty.’
’An ordinary person here would probably lack the courage to even stand, and would only kneel in worship.’
But Raylo only felt a deep-seated disgust.
’It has appeared where it shouldn’t have.’
"Lightning."
Raylo gently patted the neck of the Giant Dragon beneath him.
"ROAR?"
Lightning let out a low growl.
"Charge in!"
"Use your Thunderbolt and smash this tortoise shell for me!"
Having received its master’s command, Lightning held back no longer.
A savage glint flashed in its draconic eyes as it opened its cavernous maw.
The next moment, a purple Thunderbolt, thicker than a water bucket, shot out like a Divine Spear cleaving the sky, hurtling toward the golden Light Shield below with world-destroying momentum!
"BOOM!"
A deafening boom resounded through the heavens!
The instant the Thunderbolt collided with the golden light, an incredibly blinding flash erupted.
A violent shockwave of energy swept out in all directions from the point of impact.
However, the seemingly invincible Thunderbolt, upon striking the Light Shield, was swallowed without a trace, merely causing intense ripples to spread across its surface.
In an instant, it was dissipated into nothingness by the vast golden light.
"Hm?"
Raylo’s brow twitched slightly.
’Interesting. Its defense is quite impressive.’
’This is clearly no ordinary Divine Technique.’
’A Divine Power shield of this scale and intensity must be supported by a high-level entity.’
"Again!"
Raylo’s voice turned cold.
"Use your full power and tear it to shreds!"
"ROAR!"
Lightning’s ferocity was also provoked.
It ceased its ranged attacks. Instead, it folded its wings and its massive body transformed into a blue meteor, diving down from the sky!
During its descent, endless arcs of electricity poured from the gaps between its scales, enveloping its entire body.
At this moment, Lightning was no longer a Giant Dragon.
It was a living, descending... colossal Thunder Punishment!
"BOOM!"
"CRACK!"
This time, it wasn’t a dull thud.
It was a crisp sound, like shattering glass!
Lightning’s draconic body, now a living thunderbolt, smashed violently into the same spot on the golden Light Shield.
Before this ultimate power of destruction, even the sacred Barrier finally showed cracks.
A web of cracks rapidly spread out from the point of impact.
Finally, with a "BANG," the entire golden Light Shield shattered!
The golden light filled the sky like a broken mirror, dissolving into countless specks of light that scattered and flew away.
With the barrier gone, the deafening hymn instantly reached Raylo’s ears with perfect clarity.
Lightning hovered in mid-air as Raylo’s gaze pierced through the dissipating shower of light, landing on the center of the prisoner-of-war camp.
The scene within caused his pupils to shrink slightly.
Thousands of prisoners of war, without exception, were all kneeling on the ground.
They all faced the same direction, their faces filled with ecstatic fanaticism, their hands raised high as if welcoming the descent of a god.
They paid no mind to the world-shaking collision that had just occurred above them, nor to the Thunder Dragon that radiated a terrifying pressure.
It was as if their entire being was devoted to their god.
There, the original tents had long been crushed by an unseen force.
A man was kneeling in the center of the ruins.
It was Gabriel.
Endless points of golden light were converging from all directions, frantically pouring into his body.
His head was thrown back, as if he were enduring immense pain, yet also basking in supreme glory.
And behind him, the most eye-catching transformation was taking place.