Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 129 - 112 Plundering the Power of Holy Light (Two and a Half Chapters)_2
Chapter 129: Chapter 112 Plundering the Power of Holy Light (Two and a Half Chapters)_2
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But from their clothing and the staff they carried, everyone could recognize this was a bishop-level worshipper.
This news bolstered the morale of the paladins, who declared loudly, “A Holy Soul, a bishop-level Holy Soul! The ascetic monk is so powerful, stop her, cooperate with Lord Ange to kill the Fallen Angel!”
Shamara turned back and charged, planning to close in on the Holy Soul. Wasn’t it said that mages are weak in close combat? Then she would force them into close quarters and strike.
But just as she approached the Holy Soul, it shockingly swung its staff and struck her directly on the head.
Shamara was taken aback and quickly tilted her head to the side.
However, the ‘Holy Soul’ immediately swung the butt end of the staff. Using the principle of a lever, it swung the head of the staff in the opposite direction and landed a solid hit on Shamara’s head.
Shamara was flung back, crashing into a wall.
A rookie in close combat, she was duly chastised by the Black Warrior Holy
DU UI.
Shamara was a bit muddled, she didn’t know any combat skills. She used to be able to fight in close quarters after Holy Spirit Possession, but all her combat skills were brought by the Holy Spirit. However, the Holy Spirit she’s composed right now, did not possess combat skills.
After hesitating, she noticed that the Holy Soul didn’t chase to attack but returned to Angel s side instead.
As a result, Shamara breathed a sigh of relief. However, when her attention shifted back to Ange, she lost her composure. Because there was already a mass of fist-sized clusters of light wrapped around him.
“Use the Holy Light, use the Holy Light, Grey Angel, Holy Light inflicts the greatest damage on them.” Negris instructed in Angel s soul.
“I can’t.” Ange answered, he only knew Purification, and no other offensive Holy Light Magic.
“Don’t be so rigid, condense the Holy Light into a ball, shoot it out like a
Fireball, wouldn’t that be a Holy Light Missile? You are capable of compressing Fire Elements into explosive fireballs, you can also shape Purification into a ball. ”
“Oh.” So, there was a pile of Holy Light Missiles around Ange.
When the Holy Light Missiles rained down on Shamara, the fallen Holy Maiden chose the most basic method: Run!
Shamara quickly dashed towards the iron gate along the wall. The Holy Light Missiles almost grazed her back as they crashed into the wall behind her, causing fragments to ricochet and hit her protective Holy Light, punctuated by the sound of sparks popping.
Shamara burst through the iron gate, hesitated for a moment, took a hit from a Holy Light Missile, and stumbled forward.
The paladin who was blocking the gate seized the chance to swing his sword at her.
Not a single injury, the Holy Light of the paladins couldn’t harm her, so Shamara whipped him with a backhand slap.
Like being hit by a giant bear, the paladin’s bones were broken, he was flung into the air, hit the wall behind, rebounded back, vomiting blood, looking like he won’t make it.
Just as Shamara was planning to keep moving, she suddenly noticed something and took a few hits from the Holy Light Missiles, she turned back to grab the paladin and dashed upstairs.
“Chase!” Negris yelled in Angel s mind.
Without waiting for him to say it, Ange was already chasing after her, his Divine Soul leading the way, followed closely by him. At the top of the stairs, the room was a total mess, Shamara’s figure had burst through the main door, disappearing outside, her wings had turned black.
The paladin who was brought upstairs by Shamara, had already been turned into a lifeless body that was tossed aside, his body dull and devoid of any light.
Negris was horrified: “Not good, the Power of Holy Light within him has been stripped away, Shamara has seized his Dower, she is a true Fallen Angel, chase her down and kill her, otherwise the more power she seizes, the stronger she will get.’
The difference between a Grey Angel and a Fallen Angel is not merely the color of their wings, only those who know how to seize the power of others can truly be called a Fallen Angel. Once they seize someone else’s power, their own power is no longer pure, and their wings will turn black.
Now, Shamara had truly become a Fallen Holy Maid, a Holy Maiden possessed by a Fallen Angel.
Ange quickly chased after her, finding that Shamara had already soared into the sky, flapping her wings towards the outskirts of the town.
A pure white firework exploded in the sky, which was a warning signal. Any force from the Church of Light that sees this firework must reach the location of the firework in the shortest possible time.
Due to Nikola’s assassination, the presence of the forces of the Church of Light was unusually concentrated around this area, a Paladin Team saw the firework from afar.
The leading paladin squinted at the scene for quite a while and turned to ask, “Ah, was that a warning firework?”
His partner also squinted for a while before answering, “Yes, Captain, should we provide support?”
“Of course, but do you know which idiot made the warning firework white? Who can see it clearly in broad daylight?” The leading paladin grumbled, then lifted his right hand.
The subordinates behind him immediately got on their horses. The leading paladin was about to deliver a speech when he was abruptly interrupted by his companion’s cry: “Captain, look, what is that?”
The Paladin Captain looked up and saw a figure flying in their direction from where the firework had risen, a graceful figure radiating a surging Holy Light, but with black wings.
“Is that a Holy Spirit Angel? Why are their wings black?”
“That’s not an Angel, that’s a Holy Maiden, her wings are made of energy, it’s a
Holy Spirit Possession… that direction is Mara Town… could it be Holy Maiden Shamara?”
“It’s her, it’s her, I’ve seen Holy Maiden Shamara, it’s definitely her.”
Those subordinate starting exclaiming, however, the leading paladin had a feeling that something was off. Black wings? A Fallen Angel?
Shamara also spotted this Paladin Team and swiftly swooped down. The leading paladin immediately shouted out, “On guard, on guard, Holy Shield!”
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