Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube-Chapter 1460 - 1027: How Could There Still Be a Savior?
At the same time, outside the mansion.
"Boom——"
In the estate that had already turned into a battlefield, a violent roar echoed like a nuclear explosion, turning the terrifying impact into a storm that raged across the field, sweeping away everything on the ground.
The once beautiful estate had become riddled with holes and dilapidated due to the intense melee, as if it had been bombarded by artillery. The fountain facing the main gate, the exquisite and luxurious gardens, the pavilion with babbling streams, and the decorative flowers and trees all seemed to have been blasted into ruins.
Debris flew everywhere, dust swept around, and with shockwaves erupting again and again like explosions, it was simply a catastrophic level of destruction for the structures on the ground. The fact that they still held together without complete collapse was largely due to the multiple layers of barriers set up here by the theocratic officials beforehand, shielding the estate from most of the battle’s aftershocks.
Even so, as the battle continued, the entire estate became increasingly unstable, nearly on the verge of collapse.
There was no helping it; the combatants battling fiercely here either belonged to the Amber rank or were comparable to the Amber rank.
There were twelve individuals, each capable of rivaling an Lv. 8 powerhouse, engaged in one-on-one duels, making this estate the battlefield for six Lv. 8 equivalents. If it hadn’t turned into its current state, it would have been a strange thing indeed.
Especially Naisa and what they called Darkness fighting at the highest point—both were authentic magicians, utilizing magic as their primary means of battle on the continent of Akasha, with no involvement in melee capabilities.
Thus, when the two clashed, countless powerful spells were continuously unleashed by them.
Naisa held a staff, surrounded by a protective barrier, with beams of aurora appearing behind her, which she manipulated to form a meteor shower, constantly bombarding in Darkness’s direction.
If Reiger were here to see this scene, he would surely be astonished.
Because, at this moment, the aurora appearing behind Naisa was precisely the magic he had learned from Maya in the ancient city inside the subterranean beast Yarakulon—[Holy Rite·Aurora].
[Holy Rite·Aurora] is a high-level light attribute attack magic, possessing the characteristic of growing alongside its user. The stronger the user’s abilities, the more powerful the magic becomes. It also features multiple properties like tracking, charging, condensing, and remote control, making it a spell that even Reiger wouldn’t want to miss.
Unfortunately, as Reiger already had a plethora of magic at his disposal and often relied mainly on melee as his combat approach, this magic was seldom practical for him, rarely finding opportunities where it could come into play.
However, when this magic fell into Naisa’s hands, its true power was unveiled.
The aurora behind Naisa appeared as thick beams of light, each capable of engulfing an adult human. Presently, countless dense aurora beams shot out across the sky. Witnessing this scene, there was no doubt that if allowed to fall to the ground, the entire Orus would be leveled to the ground; it was just a matter of time.
When Reiger was at Lv. 7, facing Maya using this magic, he could still hold his ground and even surpass her slightly. But if the opponent were Naisa, Reiger at that time might truly not have been a match.
Not to mention at Lv. 7, even newly reaching Lv. 8, if Reiger didn’t exert all his efforts, he would get bombarded into a desperate retreat by this shower of aurora beams.
Compared to Maya, Naisa was much stronger, to the point that those fighting on the ground dared not get too close, fearing being caught in the barrage of [Holy Rite·Aurora].
Knights and clergy below the Amber rank and archbishop level couldn’t help but show horrified expressions, terrified that one of the aurora beams might fall to the ground and blast them away.
This was a testament to how ridiculously powerful Naisa’s displayed strength was.
Yet, facing such a Naisa, Darkness was responding calmly and unhurriedly.
He summoned the magic book floating beside him to the front, spreading his hands wide, and continuously chanted incantations, causing the magic arrays on the book to light up one after another, inciting various bizarre phenomena.
Some of the magic arrays spewed out pitch-black fog; others launched grotesquely hideous eyes; some emitted horrifying screams... All sorts of eerie phenomena unfolded continuously, enough to drive anyone who glimpsed them to a mental breakdown.
Particularly, the largest magic array kept spouting black flames, almost turning the sky into a sea of dark fire.
These flames were extraordinarily bizarre; the aurora beams shot by Naisa were either burned upon contact or devoured and obliterated, as if swallowed by a fiery apparition, vanishing completely without a trace in mere moments.
Naisa was evidently extremely wary of this black fire.
The other black fog, hideous eyes, horrifying sound waves, etc., Naisa didn’t even bother with, blocking them all with just the protective shield she had cast.
Only this black fire, Naisa dared not let it touch her in the slightest. Each time the black fire surged, she would either retreat swiftly to dodge or intercept it with aurora, preventing it from approaching Marfa’s Sword.
In other words, facing Darkness, Naisa was temporarily at a disadvantage.
"Give up, little girl."
Darkness chuckled softly from beneath his black hat.
"If the previous Pope were here, I might still need to be cautious, but for you, a pope newly appointed for two years, trying to drive me back is far from enough."
Upon hearing this, Naisa’s face turned grim.
She indeed was still young, though incredibly gifted, possessing strength equal to the Amber rank before turning twenty. Yet, compared to the old hands who had lingered at this level for long, she naturally seemed lacking.
Unfortunately, Darkness was one of those old hands who had lingered at this level for quite some time.
His operations outside as the head of the Dark Relief Center had been ongoing for at least forty years. In terms of age, he could indeed be Naisa’s grandfather or even great-grandfather.
Faced with such a seasoned strong man, unless Naisa were a saint, there’s no telling she could take him down.
"If the former Pope were here, how could it be your place to act so wildly?"
Naisa said this.
The former Pope retired to let a worthy successor take his place because he became a saint two years ago.
After becoming a saint, the former Pope decided to delegate ecclesiastical duties to Naisa, which is how she ascended to the papal role, and the former Pope became one of the twelve Archbishops of the Holy Sword Church, retreating into the backdrop.
If the said figure were present, given Darkness’ slightly inferior strength compared to a saint, he would likely be forced to reveal his subservient nature and swiftly flee.
"If the former Pope were here, the elders of my Dark Relief Center would naturally also intervene." Darkness remarked indifferently, "Don’t harbor the illusion, young eminence; under no circumstances will your savior escape here alive today."
Hearing these words, Naisa’s face changed abruptly, and she swiftly turned her head, looking towards the direction of the mansion.
At first glance, everything at the mansion seemed normal, with nothing out of the ordinary.
But the lack of anything unusual was the biggest anomaly.
It was too quiet there, eerily quiet.
This abruptly shattered the anxiety Naisa felt because the sacred sword was about to be dragged into the abyss.
"Did you send someone to attack His Excellency?"
Realizing this, Naisa first felt shock and anger, then was deeply troubled by fear.
Even Melo, by now, had realized what was happening.
"Your Excellency!"
Melo immediately wanted to abandon her opponent and return to the mansion.
"Boom!"
A chilling scythe light suddenly slashed down, striking the spot where Melo was standing just a second earlier, smashing it to pieces.
"You...!"
Dodging this attack with a swift retreat, rage seemed to burn in Melo’s eyes.
"Isn’t it a bit too late to realize now?" the scythe-wielding black-clad woman said with a cold chuckle, "It’s alright, I understand how you feel. Compared to a so-called savior who has just arrived in this world a few days ago, you’re obviously more anxious about the safety of the sacred sword."
"As long as the sacred sword is there, a savior might still appear in the future, right?"
"But once the sacred sword is gone, how will there be any savior?"
"Compared to the sacred sword, the life or death of a man is insignificant. Of course, you would first want to rescue the sacred sword."
The woman with the scythe continued giggling.
"Thanks to this, the moment the sacred sword is in trouble, every single one of you rushes out, which really puts our minds at ease."
These words made Melo lose her composure for the first time, biting her lip, filled with self-blame.
She had to admit that although the woman’s words were harsh, when the sacred sword was in trouble, she really could not care about Reiger’s safety anymore. Without thinking, she dashed out immediately. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮
So did Naisa, and the same went for Luan and Andre, the two bishops. Even those two Knight Captains probably rushed out without consideration for the same reason?
It was because the sacred sword was just too important to them, to the Source.
They absolutely could not afford to lose another sacred sword.
Because of this, even someone as composed as Melo couldn’t help but rush out instinctively upon seeing the sacred sword in trouble.
This was not a matter of choice, but truly an instinctive action.
Now, this mindset was being exploited by the enemy.
"No, I must return to His Excellency’s side."
Melo regained her composure.
"There are His Eminence and the church people at the sacred sword’s side. They know better how to protect the sacred sword than I do."
After all, they are the professionals.
"And my task should be to protect His Excellency’s safety."
With that in mind, thoughts raced in Melo’s mind as she continuously devised strategies to escape.
But it seemed to be a bit late.
"Clang—clang—clang—"
Suddenly, more frantic clanging sounds echoed through the air.
Marfa’s Sword, entangled by Abyssal Touch, had already been dragged almost into the dark mist.
"No!!!"
Seeing this scene, countless people were filled with fury and despair.
"Haha!"
The people from the Dark Relief Center, led by the dark forces, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Until—
"Boom!"
A sudden explosion echoed loudly.
The sound was deafening.
