Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 898 Magic Girl
Rick was ready to open his portal and leave when, in the next second, the bonfire in the cathedral behind him suddenly blazed up, the flames leaping high into the air.

This bonfire appeared when the church was founded. Rick was also new to this kind of swindling and deception, and had no experience in organizing a religious organization. He didn't know what the fire meant, but seeing that the believers who came to worship liked it, he set it up as an offering.

Now, two figures emerge from the glow of the flames.

The taller one is naturally the mastermind behind the Healing Church, the infamous Shadow Valrokan.

Rick couldn't see the shorter one clearly.

He could only vaguely see the figure of a girl with gray hair, which emerged from the firelight and then transformed into a dazzling blue starlight pattern before plunging into the sea.

The next second, one of the Oriba Island warships that were linked together on the distant horizon snapped apart with a loud bang.

It was as if something had suddenly blasted up from the seawater, splitting the massive ship in two and lifting it into the air!

This scene was quite shocking to Rick, who was a kilometer away.

Only after the rain curtain that had risen on the sea and the broken wreckage of the giant ship fell back down did he finally see clearly what had been carved out of the seabed.

It was a giant magic sword whose entire body was imbued with the power of dazzling stars.

Compared to the width and length of the greatsword, the girl wielding it was almost negligible in size.

...

Rick adjusted his glasses and squinted at the girl's figure hanging in the air in the distance.

It took him a while to recognize who the child was.

He exclaimed in astonishment:

"Do people in your family become more powerful the whiter their hair?"

...

Milo slowly walked out of the church behind Rick, muttering to himself thoughtfully:
"Is there this kind of saying?"

He counted on his fingers.

Yan, Freya, Kai...

There are exactly three in total, no more and no less.

...

bang——

On the distant horizon, after piercing through a warship, Kai was already wielding his giant sword in mid-air, wreaking havoc on other warships.

She turned perfectly good astrological magic into a berserker style; I have no idea how those old fogies in the City of a Thousand Pillars taught her.

Milo remembered that Kai used to be gentle, quiet, and cute. Back then, she would cook soup or porridge to take to law enforcement headquarters before going to school...

Is it possible that all paths lead to the same destination, and everyone will eventually evolve into a wild version like Rebecca?

But wait, Rebecca seems to have reversed course and become much gentler than before…

...

Milo, lost in thought, wandered off somewhere else entirely.

Rick was the one who reminded him:

"You'd better keep an eye on your own kids."

At this moment, countless pieces of warship debris flew across the distant sea, along with the bodies of many Bloodborne Spirit Visioners and descendants of the gods hanging in the air.

The waves on the sea were all raised higher than before.

Kai is indeed quite mischievous; the Thousand Pillars City has probably been keeping the kid cooped up for years.

A few days ago, under the high walls, facing the Scourge, one of the Four Favored Knights, she dared to swing her greatsword at people's heads, let alone these inferior offspring of human-god hybrids.

...

The descendants of the gods were utterly routed on the warship, cursing the reckless girl high in the sky as they frantically fled away from her, stepping on the shoulders and heads of their servants.

Finally, the incarnations of the sacred objects made their move.

Suddenly, a gigantic, semi-illusory hand emerged from the clouds above the warship, slamming down on Kai like a mountain.

Kai still stood in the sea and sky, her white hair dancing.

The greatsword in his hand suddenly grew larger, then he changed direction and slashed fiercely at the giant hand in the air. *Whoosh—*

She really wasn't afraid at all.

You'd think this little girl had the blood of a conqueror.

...

……

High in the sky, the sacred relic withstood the blow of the giant sword imbued with the power of the stars. The phantom's form showed signs of disintegration, and it emitted a series of buzzing sounds, loudly cursing at Kai:
"Sinner, how dare you lay a hand on a great deity! Do you even know what you've done...?"

Before he could finish speaking, the outline of the giant sword vanished in mid-air, along with Kai's figure.

The next second, the white-haired girl appeared directly above the head of the sacred relic.

The girl's magician's robes fluttered in the wind, her bare feet treading on the sharp, cold air, and she held a new magical weapon in both hands.

It was no longer a greatsword, but a giant hammer.

The giant hammer crashed down from mid-air.

Duang——

...

Not only was the curses of the sacred relic interrupted, but also the back of its phantom neck.

"what!!!!!!"

A wail filled with furious rage echoed across the sky.

The magic from the stars is fundamentally different from the power of faith used by the native gods of the Dreamland. The two powers are inherently incompatible, and the destructive power unleashed when they collide is particularly terrifying.

The incarnation of the sacred object never expected that before it could even finish its first words after its manifestation, its neck would be smashed.

Even if you went back a hundred centuries in the Lost South, you wouldn't find a precedent for this.

Aside from the true gods, the incarnations of sacred objects are the supreme beings in the Southern Realm. They may not be worshipped by the people like the descendants of the gods on Oribar Island, but they are the ones who truly control power.

If one is even a tiny bit luckier, one of these incarnations of holy relics might become Vovados, a true god.

Even if they were a little unlucky, it didn't matter, because after the gods lost their way, all the power of faith in the Southern Territory was taken over by them.

In some ways, this treatment is on par with that of deities.

...

Even the embodiment of sacred objects has a temper.

Even children who die young and have intellectual disabilities will eventually develop some dignity and pride after being influenced by faith for millions of years.

Not all of them would run away crying after being beaten.

Take this one in front of us, for example.

"you wanna die!"

The avatar was half-shattered, but a surge of powerful faith instantly stopped the shattering process.

Along with that power of faith appeared more than twenty phantom images of holy relics.

Perhaps this is the real source of its confidence.

In an instant, every corner of the sky within sight was obscured by the phantom of the holy relic, its terrifying power almost surpassing that of the real Vovados.

...

And in mid-air.

The magical girls weren't idle either.

The giant hammer has been put away.

The chaotic stellar energy has now coalesced in her hands into a longbow and three large arrows.

Kai drew his bow and pulled the string.

(End of this chapter)