Chapter 954 - Harvesting the Holy Light
Chapter 954 Harvesting the Holy Light
With the death of the Gold Knight, the resistance of Hakans came to an end.
Without a Third Grade to keep the adept in check, the other First and Second Grade Silver Knights were useless regardless of how numerous they were. Simple numbers were no longer a solution at the level of Third Grades.
The crippled holy knights seemed to have realized their defeat as well. They forcefully reorganized their forces and retreated to the Holy Light Chapel, hoping to rely on the high ground to defend against the adept’s terrifying attacks. The idea was a decent one, but the reality was always crueler than the most brutal horror story.
After exterminating the Gold Knight, Arms charged into the sky with a loud cheer. He took a brief look at the city below and immediately headed for the most extravagant mansion. There wasn’t much time left. He still had to raid the public treasuries and estates of the rich and noble. It was an extraordinarily professional and demanding job.
As such, he didn’t intend to waste even a single bit of his time!
The magnificent Holy Light Chapel before him was clearly a mystical religious building. Raiding a place like that would require dealing with too many stubborn defenders. Not only was this a waste of time, but the fruits of such an effort would also probably only be some ancient texts or the relics and armor of some past great character.
These things might bear significant meaning and history for the members of the church, but they were far too pointless for the dragons, who loved shiny and glittering treasures. He would probably be made a laughing stock if he returned to Lance with such ‘treasures.’
The bodies of over a hundred holy knights were still scattered all around him.
Greem smiled. He chained the soul-gathering crystal to his waist before striding forward. As he walked forward, a silent and transparent flame spread outward, instantly reducing the one hundred corpses into flying ash.
Bright and faint Holy Lights appeared from within the gray dust and ashes before floating toward Greem’s waist like a flock of swallows, silently gathering into the crystal.
There were a total of one hundred and twenty-nine corpses, but only seventy-two Holy Lights were collected. The other knights either had their souls utterly destroyed or did not have a sufficiently pure faith. In conclusion, not all holy knights were able to form Holy Lights upon death!
While Greem slowly harvested his spoils, the Holy Light Chapel in the distance was already flowing with a river of blood and corpses.
The surviving holy knights retreated to the chapel, using its large gates as a barrier as they defended against the elementium magical machines’ attacks with sturdy shields. These small fries of no more than First and Second Grade couldn’t possibly be the match of the elementium magical machine. However, when their powers were combined into a strange Holy Light resonance, they managed to form a defense that the machine could not so quickly destroy.
Thus, the two parties were stuck in a bloody back and forth in front of the gates to the chapel.
The elementium magical machine might have constantly been slaughtering low-grade holy knights, but the ants standing in its way were still an entire army and could not be fully exterminated.
Too slow, I can’t wait any longer.
Greem cleaned up the battlefield and immediately walked toward the Holy Light Chapel. As he traveled to the Chapel, he casually gathered Vicious Fireballs in his hands and launched them into the crowd.
Without a Third Grade to hold him back, these weaklings were no more than toothless ants before his six-meter stature. As the fireballs exploded, dozens of holy knights started to fall in clouds of smoke and pools of blood.
If it weren’t out of concern for his powerful spells affecting the harvest of Holy Lights, Greem would not even treat these knights seriously.
Too weak!
Weakness itself was a sin in the planar worlds. It had to be cleansed with blood and fire.
It was a tradition that the adepts of the World of Adepts had always upheld!
A principle completely unrelated to justice.