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Shana barely opened her eyes and looked at the scene before her. The despicable Shadow Fiend was already filled with murderous intent and was about to execute Chief Lark, who was seriously injured in order to protect her.
"Since that's the case, rather than letting Chief Lak be humiliated, it would be better to—"
Pain and shame flashed in her eyes, but the next moment, a resolute look appeared in Shana's eyes.
Originally, she was worried about harming Chief Lark inside the round tower, but since Chief Lark already had such a death-defying determination, how could she let him just offer his neck to be slaughtered!
The most sacred archmage of mankind cannot be humiliated by a mere number one demon!
She wanted to use her death to give this demon, who had tried to persecute the noblest elder of humanity, an unforgettable memory!
"I've already blown her up!"
Shana suddenly raised her head, and the red light in her eyes danced wildly like flames!
The next instant, she suddenly felt that some kind of "blockage" in her body had completely disappeared.
Countless bursts of compressed holy and magical power expanded, converged, and collided within his body, unleashing unprecedented power—
Light and darkness arise simultaneously within the body, transforming into a surging tide that sweeps across every part of the body.
Meridians and flesh shattered inch by inch under the violent onslaught of magic, yet frantically healed under the nourishment of the extremely concentrated holy power. Magic and holy power simultaneously merged into every inch of flesh and hair in his body. One of his crimson eyes shone with a brilliant light of salvation, while the other was filled with deep, dark darkness. Power burned wildly within his body, mingling into the most terrifying destructive force—!
Chaotic and violent fluctuations began to shake the surrounding air, as if announcing the arrival of the end times!
The disappearance of that "barrier" brought about a change in Shana, but it was still not enough. Her body was already filled with power far exceeding its limits. Even though the power was now merging and could be smoothly released from her body, the power that arrived in that instant was enough to burn Shana's body to ashes.
Just then, the sound of shattering chains shattered from the depths of those burning red eyes!
"That's... the aura of 'authority'?"
Inside the round tower, Kletina was startled. As the head of the demon officials, she was extremely perceptive and detected this incredibly dangerous fluctuation.
The magic in his hand was shattered in an instant by the aura of authority emanating from it!
The magic dissipated around her, and Kletina's cherry-pink eyes were filled with shock. Before she could see the scene clearly, she vaguely felt that the authority came from behind Lak, carrying a terrifying aura that was enough to destroy the world and shake the soul of every great demon!
For a moment, Kletina had a feeling.
The terror of this authority far surpasses the power of desire of a normal demon! It seems to have no limits!
"What...is this?" Klaitina wanted to find out the source of that terrifying power, but her most acute intuition, stemming from the Shadow Demon, was immediately overwhelmed by an insane sense of crisis.
For the first time in a thousand years, Klaitina, the Rose Shadow Demon, felt the threat of death!
The fragrance of roses emanated from her entire body. Without a second thought, Kletina's expression changed, and she suddenly transformed into a shadow, merging her entire body into the void. Just as she finished, she realized what was happening.
The next moment, light appeared before my eyes—
Lak's excited expression was still lingering on his face when suddenly he saw the Shadow Fiend in front of him panic and abandon his attack, as if he had seen something dirty and wanted to get away from him instantly.
What's going on...? Just as a look of confusion appeared in his eyes, Lak felt an extremely chaotic wave coming from behind him.
His expression froze instantly, and a strong sense of unease surged within him. In an instant, countless dark memories flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. He had only ever felt this familiar yet terrifying sensation from one human being.
Each time, this feeling was accompanied by a horrific tragedy, leaving a terrifying shadow deeply etched into his soul—
Gudong!
Lak swallowed hard, his face turning deathly pale. He trembled as he slowly turned around, his Arcane Eye revealing the terrifying power within the girl just inches in front of him... a power that was already on the verge of extinction.
"This is my last strength... Chief Lak..."
Shana's voice trailed off with great difficulty, filled with heroic courage and a burning, youthful spirit. The red light in her eyes intensified, and she uttered a soft cry: "This strike will pierce through the Demon Tower!"
"wait wait wait……"
Lark widened his eyes in fear. Feeling the terrifying power compressed to the extreme within the girl's body at such close range, Lark could easily determine that she had already contained nearly twice the human limit of the goddess's blessing, a full seventy-four layers!
Even more terrifying, in the next instant, as the red light condensing rules in the girl's eyes shone brightly, the destructive power within her body, fused to its limit, suddenly leaped out, as if the flesh and blood it housed had turned to nothingness—
A destructive cohesive force suddenly appeared before Lark's eyes, and then, as if freed from all restraint, it cracked, collapsed, dissolved, and finally... exploded.
An unprecedented look of terror flashed in Lark's eyes, and he blurted out, "You can't..."
The girl's last whisper before losing consciousness, and the strange hum of the long sword at her waist, seemed unstoppable, and were deeply imprinted in Lak's heart:
"I·Am·Atomic——"
boom--! ! !
Chapter 292 Who is it?! Who hurt you?! Chief Lark!
"Your Highness Ota!"
Erwin's voice accompanied a group of elite paladins carrying wooden swords as they arrived at the scene.
Upon seeing Erwin outside the Magician's Round Tower, Ota's spirits lifted.
He quickly walked up to Erwin, glanced at the Knights, and his tone became somewhat urgent: "Erwin, is it just you and the Knights? Where are the others? And Dane, where did he go?"
“I don’t know, Your Highness.” Erwin shook his head first: “I didn’t see the Pope and the Saintess on the way here. As for Lord Dane, he stayed at the South Gate to have his final battle with the Great Demon.”
Looking south again, Erwin said with a hint of anticipation, "But by now, the outcome over there should be decided."
Ota's heart sank.
If it were just a matter of insufficient manpower, the paladins led by Elwin would be enough. But the most troublesome thing now is that the mysterious Shadow Demon has infiltrated the round tower by some unknown means.
Within that cramped and confined space, the knight formation was unable to exert its full power, let alone assist Chief Lak.
"What?! That Shadow Fiend actually wanted to attack Chief Lak?!" Erwin's expression changed drastically. After understanding the situation, he couldn't help but feel immense regret—
If I had known, it would have been a better plan to have the Knights guard the south gate to delay the zombie demon, and let Lord Dane enter the round tower to deal with the first demon.
"Your Highness Ota, what should we do now... Shall I go in and take a look?" Erwin asked anxiously.
“No, you alone can only hold Chief Lark back.” Ota shook his head, raised his head, and looked at him with a deep sense of determination and trust!
"Now that things have come to this, we can only trust Chief Lark's strength! With his wisdom and magic, there's no way he could have revealed a weakness in front of that Shadow Fiend! You must know, the Mage Tower is his home turf!"
A calm smile gradually appeared on Ota's lips. This extraordinary confidence stemmed from the ancient round tower before him, which was attracting the goddess's blessing.
This is the culmination of the wisdom of countless magicians and scholars, and a magnificent building perfected by generations of chief builders of the Round Tower. It is filled with rich magical essence and powerful magic arrays!
This round tower is older than the Dragon Mountain Range and more sacred than the Holy Church, making it the true anchor of the capital.
"No demon could cause any harm to Chief Lak—" Gazing intently at the ancient yet magnificent tower, Ota proudly declared, "No demon..."
boom--! ! !
A blazing beam of light shot into the sky.
A wave of terrifying energy raged before their eyes, shattering the surrounding magic matrix in a single breath. Countless mages suffered a backlash, spitting out blood, staring in horror and panic at the destructive light.
The magician's round tower was shrouded in mist at its very center—
Countless people stared blankly, while Ota and Erwin, not far away, had their expressions frozen as they watched the magician's round tower, which carried countless histories and wisdom, collapse, disintegrate, and finally... bang!
The Magician's Round Tower exploded.
Flaming rubble scattered like meteors, creating plumes of dust and shockwaves throughout the capital. Terrifying energy surges soared into the sky, completely annihilating the goddess's resonance.
Fear suddenly gripped the throats of everyone present. Even on the night of the God of All Weapons' rampage, Ota had never felt such intense despair. Looking at the razed, dust-filled ground before him, he knelt down with a thud.
"Those demons...they, they destroyed the Mage's Round Tower?!"
Ota realized that he had underestimated the evil of those demons. Their purpose was not to disrupt the blessing ritual, nor to assassinate Chief Lak, but to destroy the Supreme Round Tower that brought the most concentrated blessing to the hero!
How could these demons be so evil?!
Otta felt a surge of anger, but he quickly lost his temper. His heart skipped a beat, and he looked around.
"Chief Lark, and how are the Valkyries Shana doing?!"
Turning around, Ota roared, "Irwin, seal off the entire field and immediately form a knight formation!"
However, his usually decisive and efficient Grand Master of the Holy Knights stood frozen in place like a wooden statue, his finger trembling slightly as he pointed into the depths of the dust. Erwin's voice trembled:
"Your Highness, something terrible has happened..."
Ota's eyes widened, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt an unprecedented unease.
Following Erwin's gaze, he turned his head and looked at the center of the gradually dissipating dust at the original site of the mage's round tower—
Rak, dressed in tattered clothes, stood in the arena in a sorry state. The blink spell he was holding seemed to have been shattered by a force before he could even use it. His entire body was shrouded in a destructive aura, as if he had been ravaged by a storm. The next moment, his eyes bulged, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!
Everything went black, and Lak's body fell backward.
"Chief Lark!"
Ota exclaimed in alarm, rushing over to catch Lark, who nearly fell. Gently shaking Lark, Ota's voice was filled with rage: "Who? Who did this to you? Chief Lark!!!"
Lak opened his mouth, as if to say something, but his throat felt like it was burning. He struggled to move his head, his breath weak, but his eyes stubbornly refused to blink, staring intently at what was behind him...
Ota and Erwin looked behind Lak and could barely make out that on the ground of the protective platform, the clean-clothed hero Shana was lying unconscious.
“Heroine Shana…” Ota’s eyes flashed with surprise, seemingly not expecting that Shana herself would be unharmed despite such a terrifying attack.
Ota shuddered, then, as if remembering something, looked down at Lak, his voice trembling:
"Chief Lark, you became like this to protect Hero Shana! You suffered such severe injuries because you used all your strength to protect Shana under that terrifying attack, didn't you?!"
Lark stared wide-eyed, making a hoarse sound in his throat, his eyes revealing deep resentment and anger.
Ota knew he had guessed correctly:
"I knew it! The bond between you and Mino has long since reached a point where even the goddess would shed tears!!!"
"To protect Mino's sister, you actually... risked your life! Oh, why did you have to go this far?!"
Holding Lak's hands tightly, Ota offered sincere words of comfort:
"On behalf of Mino, thank you! Chief Lark!"
Chapter 293 The Crisis of Human Extinction, The Last Trump Card!
puff!
In his arms, Lak suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood again!
He never imagined that he would actually take the act seriously... When the energy, several orders of magnitude more terrifying than super-level magic, erupted in front of him, he almost saw himself become too weak.
If it weren't for his numerous life-and-death experiences with Mino, allowing him to unleash several compression and protective spells within that extremely limited timeframe, he would have already turned to ashes like the mage tower.