Chapter 947 - Holy Light
Chapter 947 Holy Light
Their guests were a squadron of cavalry.
Thunderous galloping washed across the land as a troop of two to three hundred cavalry soldiers barged into the wasteland and stopped their horses three hundred meters away from the bonfires of both adepts.
It was an elite cavalry force from the Zambez Empire. An eye-catching emblem had been carved onto the chestplates, shields, and weapons of every member. Unfortunately, neither Greem nor Katherine were citizens of the Zambez Empire. It hadn’t been long since they had arrived on this plane either. As such, neither of them recognized the emblems or identities of these soldiers.
However, even if they knew of this information, it would still have no bearing on them.
The power levels of this plane were incomparable to the World of Adepts, so much so that the two adepts looked down upon the traditional martial forces of this plane.
Even though Greem and Katherine could not unleash their full power in Henvic Plane, their tremendous fighting ability and myriad of unpredictable spells gave them the confidence to kill any native Third Grade that appeared before them.
Fire resistance +50.
With this blessing, the fire damage caused by the Burning Domain was reduced by more than half. Moreover, the remaining half of the damage was slowly being reduced as they cast all sorts of strange blessings and halos on themselves, so much so that the fire resistance was almost reaching the level of elementary fire resistance.
Greem couldn’t help but narrow his eyes.
It seemed he had still underestimated these plane natives.
Their individual power might not be much, but when gathered together, their pure and united faith in the holy light allowed them to enhance themselves immensely!
However, ants were still ants. Even strengthened and blessed, they were merely ants that had been strengthened and blessed!
Greem raised his hand, and a Second Grade Magma Fireball instantly formed in his hand.
He turned his head downward and hurled the Magma Fireball into the ranks of the knights. The flame shockwaves from the explosion shot magma shards in every direction, like hundreds and thousands of bullets.
Seven or eight First Grade holy knights collapsed silently, their armor filled with massive holes created by the magma shards. Their flesh and clothes inside the armor were ignited by the heat. Flames started rising from the gaps in their armor. The smell of burnt meat quickly spread through the air.
The Magma Fireball had smashed the shield of Division Head Kent to pieces.
The enchanted shield with divine protection was worth well over ten thousand gold pieces, but it had shattered in an instant. Second Grade Kent braced his longsword in front of him, creating a Shield of Holy Light and protecting himself from the shockwave and rain of lava that came after.
If Kent still did not know the grade of this adept before, he instantly understood now that he had experienced an attack from the adept. It was a Third Grade adept!
The Saint Martin Chivalric Order was a proper Chivalric Order stationed in Hakans, the largest city in the north of the Zambez Empire. Their power was well-known, even throughout the Empire.
The highest authority the Empire had stationed in Hakans had sent many spies and scouts to investigate the truth behind the destruction of Lakeside Town since the incident. However, before they could procure accurate information, the two otherworldly adepts had fought their way through and out of the Cedrac Mountains, causing indescribable damage to the civilians along the way.
Judging from the direction of the two adepts, they were heading for the Empire city closest to the Cedrac Mountains– the City of Talla.
In order to prevent Talla and its sixty thousand residents from becoming sacrifices at the hands of the adepts, the holy knight order had no choice but to abandon the sturdy city walls and their army of foot soldiers, electing instead to gather their most elite and rush over to the scene.
They ran into Greem and Katherine in the wild, just thirty meters away from Talla; as such, this battle broke out.
When Kent understood the level and might of this adept, he knew that this battle was an unwinnable fight. He shouted, and the badly beaten knights quickly retreated from the Burning Domain, attempting to flee into the distance and regroup.
Kent, the Second Grade Silver Knight, let out a battlecry and charged toward Greem while covered in layers of light.
The Burning Domain started to become wild and vicious as Greem poured more Spirit into the magic. Several blazing jets of flames blasted toward Kent, making it impossible for him to progress. His armor and longsword started to turn red and boiling beneath the violent flames. Parts of his exposed skin also began to become scorched black.
However, Division Head Kent had a stubborn will. He endured the storm of fire and approached Greem, one step at a time. He left behind a black and scorched footprint on the ground with every step.
By the time he was twenty meters away from Greem, his entire body had already ignited with magical fires, and his skin crackled with flames. Still, he persisted like a fish swimming against the river, walking forward one step at a time.
His skin had been reduced to charcoal, and the protection of light around him was riddled with holes. Even his life aura had almost wholly withered. Only the flicker of light in his chest remained as pure and sacred as it had always been.
Finally, Greem could not stand it any longer. He pushed his lips together and blew. A transparent cluster of flames blew against Kent’s body, instantly disintegrating his armor and turning his body into ashes. His entire being had vanished.
Only a small cluster of extremely pure, white light remained the air!