As a villain, I really don't want to be pursued by the heroine.

The scene where the young man swung his sword against the current and defeated the horde of zombies was deeply imprinted in everyone's eyes, brighter than a lamp in the darkness.

That was at least a Sequence 7 attack.

For adventurers, it is equivalent to an A-level adventure that dominates a region; for nobles, it is equivalent to a prodigy among the younger generation.

"Black hair and black eyes, he's Roy Ironblad!"

"I know. He was the one who led the second-year seniors to survive the Withering of All Things during the Blue Trial!"

"Wait, wasn't he the one who previously defeated Black Claw Andy together with Thunder Spear?!"

"I remember that Boss [Thunder Gun] thought highly of him..."

And when they recognized the boy's appearance, this shock turned into the most real respect.

Roy's prestige among the children of the nobility was impeccable, and adventurers generally respected strength. That sword alone was enough to convince them.

Therefore, when the young man gave orders, there was no objection among the crowd.

"I'll deal with the bone dragon. Use long-range volleys to suppress the undead creatures. The melee transcendents will be responsible for fending off the miscellaneous soldiers. Ordinary people should try to hide in the middle. If you have the energy to spare, take the other injured with you."

If Roy was alone, he could easily escape by charging forward.

But there are hundreds of civilians now, many of whom are injured, and there are only twenty extraordinary people. If they break out directly and confront a group of undead creatures head-on, there will inevitably be heavy casualties.

Rowling's notes recorded information about various cults, allowing Roy to understand a lot about this group of lunatics he had never met before.

Among them, the [School of the Undead] is the most troublesome cult for all forces.

This group of lunatics who love to keep company with corpses are good at using necromancy and are keen on attacking civilians. Not only because they can transform corpses into undead creatures, but also because they believe that doing so is spreading the grace of the god of death. Every additional corpse makes the world a better place.

Although all cultists do not care about human life, the School of the Undead is undoubtedly the worst kind. Whenever they take action, they will cause massacres against civilians.

But as magicians, their weaknesses are also obvious.

Roy glanced back at the old man in the distance and said coldly, "Send a few good hands to contain the cultists."

"That guy is just a mage. As long as we interrupt his spellcasting, the odds of victory will be on our side."

Everyone woke up from a dream.

Except for the elves who practice both magic and martial arts, most magicians are not good at close combat.

Instead of dealing with these unkillable monsters, it is better to solve the root cause first!

Of course, the cult priests' methods were strange, and Roy didn't expect them to win, but necromancy was a very demanding task of concentration. It would be enough to interfere with the cultists' spellcasting and make the undead creatures reveal their flaws.

But at this moment, the blonde girl stood in front of Roy.

"Master, let Alice go."

"You? But..."

The roar of the bone dragon interrupted Roy's inquiry.

Seeing the undead army approaching again, Roy had no time to argue.

The girl's blue eyes were extremely resolute. In a trance, Roy seemed to see the Saint of Destiny in the original work, holding a holy sword and surrounded by holy light.

No, that's how Alice should be.

Roy projected a fine steel sword and handed it to the girl, saying, "Go, and be careful."

Alice nodded vigorously and headed straight for the stage with several other extraordinary people.

In the center of the stage, the old man's sinister smile gradually cooled, and his pale face gradually became solemn.

The School of Necromancer specializes in killing civilians in order to spread grace as efficiently as possible.

Kalman deliberately chose the theater, not only because it was crowded, but also to avoid obstruction from the extraordinary people.

Of course, although the existence of Sequence 7 surprised him, it was still within his control.

But the young man's sword was far from an ordinary Sequence 7 attack.

Skeletons can heal themselves, and corpses have strong vitality.

With the human wave tactics composed of these two creatures, Kalman did not take the vast majority of Sequence 7 seriously.

But Kalman clearly felt that there was a strange and overbearing power in the boy's attack, which turned his skeleton and corpse into ashes from the inside out!

For undead creatures, physical attacks are just scratching the surface, and magic attacks have little effect. Only fire, holy light, and the means of the elves are their biggest nemesis.

But it was neither fire nor holy light, but rather an explosive attack from some melee transcendent. But how could a melee transcendent possess the power to destroy undead creatures?

In other words, this bloodline is at least of the renowned Gold Grade, yet how come I've never heard of it?!

Kalman's judgment was actually correct. Roy's [Blood Condensation] was indeed a melee burst skill. However, at the moment of attack, he also cast a hint of [Weapon Projection: Blood Magic], coating the blade with his own blood before slashing out.

Roy's blood is already infinitely close to that of a vampire, containing a large amount of vitality. It is extremely poisonous to undead creatures, even more damaging than fire, and second only to holy light.

Kalman scratched his head but couldn't figure out Roy's method, and became more and more vigilant.

For a calculating magician, there is nothing more terrifying than an enemy whose true identity is unknown.

So Kalman waved his hand and ordered the bone dragon to rush straight towards Luo.

But just as he was concentrating on controlling the bone dragon, he saw several figures rushing onto the stage and heading straight towards him.

Three, no, four, digit sequence 8?

Kalman smiled coldly, as if he was looking at a group of ignorant monkeys.

He snapped his fingers, and countless magic circles lit up on the stage.

Dozens of undead creatures suddenly appeared on the originally empty stage.

As a mage, how could he not be on guard and let the enemy get close to him?

Sure enough, the excitement of the extraordinary people froze in an instant, and they were blocked aside by the dark tide of undead.

"How disappointing! Do you really think you can defeat my Lord's soldiers with just your mortal body?"

Kalman shook his head, a strangely kind look appearing on his face.

"But don't be afraid. I will bring you new life, transcending flesh and blood, and transforming you into the real—"

The sword whistled and the holy light flashed.

The army of undead creatures was torn apart from the middle, and even countless half-cut corpses flew out like garbage and landed beside Kalman.

A dazzling light bloomed, like a holy silver sun.

Kalman shielded his eyes from the burning light and squinted his eyes.

I saw a pair of delicate little feet wrapped in small leather shoes, trampling on the skull mercilessly, walking forward.

The skull did not shatter, but was burned to ashes in the silver light.

With her as the center, within the halo with a radius of ten meters, there was no room for any undead creature to set foot.

The blonde girl waved her hand casually, scattering the embers on the sword blade, then glanced coldly at Kalman.

At that moment, Kalman felt his hair stand on end and he had a huge sense of crisis.

“Paladin…?!”

Chapter 17 Sword Dance

The Paladin is the most powerful being in the Holy Light lineage, and is the sword and shield that the Church of Holy Light is most proud of.

Kalman had personally witnessed the high priest and the paladin fighting in the Eastern Continent.

The horrific scene of corpses burning to ashes under the holy light instilled a deep fear in Kalman's heart.

That cold gaze, expressionless face, a terrifying aura lingering around it, its appearance of being in the center of the slaughter yet untainted by the slightest dust, how similar is it to those ruthless paladins?!

But Kalman quickly recovered.

No, what Paladin? It's just a Sequence 8 Imp!

The extraordinary people of [Holy Light] will not be further divided into specific bloodlines such as [Paladin] and [Priest] according to their abilities until they reach the intermediate level.

At best, this kid has some talent as a paladin!

Unlike those of them who worship the true God, this little devil is ultimately unable to break through the shackles of his mortal body that are bound by his bloodline level!

Kalman regained his confidence and taunted, "As expected of a foolish follower of the Holy Light. A mere Sequence 8 dares to seek death before me."

Alice was stunned for a moment, then corrected him: "Alice is not looking for death."

"Alice is not a believer. I am here to take your life, following the master's orders. That's all."

The matter-of-fact quiet tone and the calm eyes as if looking at a dead person made Kalman's heart tremble slightly.

But this hesitation was soon replaced by contempt.

Kalman's bloodless mouth cracked and he sneered, "So that's how it is. You're not even a believer, just a loyal dog of a noble family."

Take a closer look, what's that outfit? A sweater and a short skirt. Are you someone's girlfriend?

The Holy Light is indeed tricky, but without systematic instruction from the Church of Holy Light, how much of its strength can she unleash?

But Kalman couldn't figure out the next sentence.

The girl hesitated for a moment and replied, "Thank you for the compliment?"

Kalman was silent for a moment, then shouted angrily: "I'm not praising you!"

"Isn't it?" Alice was surprised.

"That's fucking sarcasm! I'm satirizing you for being a dog..." Kalman's peripheral vision caught sight of the shivering actor in the corner, and thinking of the well-known tragic story of "Grey Maid", he suddenly laughed again, and there was a hint of teasing and pity in his eyes when he looked at Alice.

"You pathetic little brat, you must have been seduced by some noble young master, becoming a loyal dog craving his master's favor. People like you will only end up like the gray maid."

"Well, let me bring you bliss and help you forget the troubles of this world!"

The army of undead on the stage abandoned the few transcendents who were bitten half to death, and rushed towards the girl in an orderly manner like clockwork puppets.

Although she was very concerned about the fate of the Gray Maid mentioned by the other party, it did not affect the girl's movements at all.

Facing the oncoming rotten corpse, the girl took a powerful step, the sword blade rose into the air, and with an upward slash, she ripped open the enemy's belly.

She caught a glimpse of a bone spear out of the corner of her eye, but the girl remained calm, reached out to grab the spear, and with a backhand stroke of her sword, she cut off the skeleton soldier's head.

A skeleton knight wearing bone armor took the lead, dragging his long sword and attacking the girl like lightning.

The Skeleton Knight is equivalent to a Sequence 9 Transcendent!

The expressions of the extraordinary people in the distance changed drastically, but before they could remind them, they saw Ellie suddenly turn around and throw out the silver sword.

The swiftly approaching skeleton knight crossed paths with the silver sword light, and after running a few steps, it shattered into a pile of skeletons with a clang, and was then burned to ashes by the halo around the girl.

The group of extraordinary people looked at each other in surprise.

It turns out that this maid is no ordinary person, no wonder the black-haired boy dared to let her deal with the cultists!

The skeletons and corpses that were not afraid of death continued to fall one after another, but under the girl's superb sword skills, they fell one after another at an astonishing speed.

Even at Sequence 8, the [Seraphim]'s Holy Light output, far surpassing that of similar [Holy Light] bloodlines, was already beginning to show. And [Weapon Mastery - Sword] guaranteed Alice's skills.

The Blade of Holy Light is indestructible to begin with, and Alice's extraordinary swordsmanship makes this weapon even more deadly.

The blood and flesh impurities were completely dispelled by the holy light, leaving the white face as flawless as before. The blonde girl showed no fear at all, her cold eyes like the edge of a sword, ruthless to the extreme.

The sword fell and the corpse was reduced to ashes.

It was like a sword dance by an angel of death, holy and beautiful, yet so cruel and ruthless.

The actors and extraordinary people in the corner even forgot to escape and held their breath unconsciously at this beautiful sword dance.

However, Alice is not really free of distractions.

In the gap between drawing her sword, she caught a glimpse of the bone dragon slowing down in the distance. The black-haired boy took the opportunity to lead the team to break through, and she couldn't help feeling a little complacent.

She had never been around when her master was in trouble before, but this time, she finally helped her master.

Looking at his undead creatures falling down in large numbers, Kalman's expression became solemn.

The ruthless killing reminded him of the Paladin he had seen before, and a sense of fear rose in his heart.

Even though he was unwilling to admit it, this fear drove Kalman to further give up control of the bone dragon and the undead army and concentrate on dealing with the girl in front of him.

In the center of the theater, the originally terrifying skeletons, corpses, and even the ferocious dragons all looked like they were suffering from dementia, drooling and at a loss.

"It's now!"