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

When everyone looked at the gate of holy light above their heads that dispelled all the haze, they couldn't help but feel a deep sense of awe.

The saint named Alice no longer exists. Now, only the goddess is incarnated in the mortal world.

A true Seraph.

Filled with passion, Simon wanted to reach out and touch the pure light that seemed to illuminate the whole world.

But he didn't dare.

The so-called [Cherubim] are just tiny descendants who inherited a little blood. How can they face the real gods directly?

Simon knelt on the spot, so humble that he didn't even want to let his head rise above Alice's toes.

"Great angel, the savior I have been waiting for!"

"Please, save this world!"

On the altar, the blond angel tilted his head slightly, seeming a little confused. He opened his mouth, but could not make any decent sound.

Not noticing the other party's unusual behavior, Simon continued to pray: "Lord Angel, please kill the followers of the evil god for us!"

Evil God...

Cultists...

Until this moment, a hint of cold murderous intent emerged in those empty crystal eyes.

Outside the church.

Above the White Harbor Cathedral, the Gate of Heaven appeared faintly, dispelling the mist of the undead, as if announcing the arrival of the new god.

what's the situation? !

Julius looked up at the scorching scene, feeling excruciating pain all over his body from being eroded by the holy light, and instantly became extremely anxious.

Such a vision...

A new high-level transcendent has been born? !

Sensing something was amiss, Julius glanced towards the huge, pitch-black shell for help, only to find no movement.

Damn it, the fake king's blood is so hard to digest?!

Julius could no longer wait as the God of Death had not yet appeared.

He shouted loudly, ignoring the backlash of the barrier, and brought down a palm. At the cost of his arm, he forcibly tore open the church's protective barrier.

The people were terrified, but there was nowhere to escape.

The knights raised their swords tremblingly, but they didn't know how to stop it.

Under the overwhelming pressure of the high-level transcendent, Aoloya was terrified and collapsed to the ground. Weisalia, unwilling to give in, also knelt down in despair.

Below the high level, everyone is an ant.

But just as Julius was about to raise his hand to bring eternal silence to everyone, light emerged.

People forgot their fear and looked back blankly.

I saw a girl wearing a luxurious holy robe and spreading white wings, slowly falling.

Golden hair brighter than the morning light, eyes purer than crystal.

Beneath the hood, covered by the stigmata, the inorganic face shows no emotion, but in everyone's eyes, it is the most beautiful face in the world.

That is no longer a realm that can be reached by ordinary beauties.

That is a real angel.

The purest, the most beautiful, the strongest.

Legend has it that the Seraph is the sword-bearer of the goddess, whose beauty is more dazzling than gold, whose heart is warmer than the sun, but who is more ruthless to his enemies than a sword.

Alice slowly raised her hand and formed a blade of holy light in mid-air.

Julius's expression changed drastically and he quickly retreated.

The blade of light rose up, a line of blazing white.

The vast torrent of light swallowed up everything that stood in her way.

Chapter 108 Seraph

【Holy Light Slash】

The most common ability of Holy Light transcendents is to condense the Holy Light into weapons and then launch it.

However, this ordinary ability is a shocking thing for Alice at this moment.

A crescent-shaped blade of light swept past, easily shredding the entire city block. A casual strike of the sword was equivalent to a full-strength attack from a Sequence 5.

When Julius reappeared, a sword wound deep enough to see the bone had been carved into his shoulder, and he was in extreme pain.

"Saint? Angel? High-level?"

"It's just a vessel for a false god!"

The anger of the high-ranking officials shook the heavens and the earth.

Julius finally stopped holding back.

【Gate of the Ghost Hand】.

Tens of thousands of ghost hands emerged from the ground and attacked Alice all at once.

Alice flapped her wings, her feet flashed, and in an instant they formed a line of light that was brighter than lightning.

He did not use any special body skills, but relied purely on overwhelming speed to leave tens of thousands of ghost hands behind and leave them far behind.

The slow-moving ghost hands spread out like a surging wave, blocking out the sky and the sun, with the wind howling. They did not try to catch up quickly, but instead used their numerical advantage to block Alice's retreat.

The blonde angel's eyes were calm as she slowly raised her head.

Then, there was the ecstasy of [Blade Storm].

In an instant, hundreds of blade lights attacked and went upstream.

Each ray of blade light cut like a hot knife through butter, severing the tens-meter-long ghost hand in half without any hindrance. And when all the blade lights burst out at once, the storm of holy light was enough to tear apart the waves of undead.

However, just as Alice broke through the ghost hand's crushing blow, she saw a huge black fist falling from the sky.

【Black Armor Titan】.

The Titans, who are good at using brute force, have always been the favorite summoning targets of the necromancer.

The black-armored warriors of the Titan race were once the strongest guards in the First Era, second only to the demigods. Even after being refined into undead creatures, they still possess the strength of Sequence 4.

With one punch, the ground sank.

The terrifying air wave shook the ruins out, causing a huge earthquake.

All the broken walls were thrown down and turned into rubble falling from the sky.

Fortunately, even if [Cherubim] takes action,

A new barrier was formed, otherwise the aftermath of this punch alone would be enough to cause heavy casualties among knights and civilians.

The ferocious black-armored giant grinned fiercely, revealing his brutal nature. But the next second, his smile froze, and horror appeared in his empty eyes.

Julius, who sensed the overwhelming aura, was also horrified: "Impossible..."

Holy light roars.

In the center of the sunken tree, the huge fist was lifted up little by little as if being pushed back by some huge force.

The expressionless blond angel used fist to fight with fist, and slowly raised his body. No matter how hard the black-armored giant tried, he could not stop it.

Then, the wings burned, holy light exploded, and the girl punched out fiercely.

The air wave exploded a second time.

A sound ten thousand times more terrifying than the explosion of a boiler resounded, accompanied by a blazing white holy light fist, which directly broke through the arm of the black-armored giant.

"Roar!!!!"

The giant screamed and was knocked away by a punch, falling into the ruins it created.

"I see. You can increase your speed and strength at will, but how are you going to counter this move?!"

Julius's eyes were deep as he chanted a mysterious, sinister, inhuman curse.

The magic circle reappears and the lich descends.

High-level undead spell [Frost Tide].

This is the origin of the name "Frost Lord." It is also the terrifying spell that once destroyed a city and took the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.

What was forcibly dragged into the world was a huge frost-white lich.

A thick white fog, carrying a biting chill that seemed to freeze the soul, appeared in the world, swallowing up the entire center of White Harbor.

What followed was an army of thousands of liches.

The biggest advantage of the cultists is their strange and unpredictable methods, while the [School of the Undead] is best at the human wave tactic.

This is Julius's biggest trump card.

Even with unstoppable speed, even with unstoppable strength, how can you face countless lich armies?!

In the endless fog and lich, even the angels' light seems insignificant.

Until Alice dropped the sword, supported the hilt, and whispered quietly.

what is she doing?

Julius felt a great sense of uneasiness in his heart, but he soon caught a glimpse of a ray of holy light falling through the mist and knew the answer.

High-level divine art [Sword Rain of Light].

Thousands of holy light swords, like twinkling stars, densely covered the sky and hung above the lich's head.

The huge frosty lich's expression trembled, then it decisively turned around, ignoring Julius's control, and forced its way back into the magic circle.

The next moment, a rain of swords fell and cut through the sky.

It was like a judgment from the sky, piercing every lich's body with precision, ruthlessness, and efficiency, and destroying everything in its path.

The lich army that once destroyed a city and engraved the horror of the cult on the Eastern Continent was wiped out in an instant under the magic of the angels.

Even the biting cold fog that covered the sky was burned away by the blazing holy fire.

Thousands of swords of light are like graves for the souls of the dead, and in the center of this tomb of swords of light, the angel of killing spreads its wings and stands quietly.

Holy and beautiful, cold and ruthless.

The angel bathed in the rain of swords was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every bystander.

At this moment, the [School of the Undead] that once symbolized eternal silence was no longer a cause for fear.

Wherever the angel's sword goes, all the evil and heretics will die!

"Long live the Holy Lady!"

"Long live the angel!"

"Holy Light is above, the goddess is eternal!"

People cried, laughed, cheered, bowed their heads to the ground, hugged each other and shouted, opened their arms, felt the light of hope from the goddess, and offered the most pious prayers and praises.

Even the Cherubim Simon was so excited that he could not speak while holding the scriptures at this moment.

After receiving the baptism of holy light, the amount of blood power that saints of all generations can increase always varies from person to person.

But since the first generation of saints, no one has ever broken through to a higher level and directly obtained divinity after baptism.

At this moment, Alice and Julius were both at Sequence 4, but she displayed a terrifying power far exceeding the latter.

Even if Simon took action himself, he would not be able to suppress the leader of the School of Undead to such an extent.

As expected, she is the Holy Maiden of Destiny, the true angel who brings salvation to the world!

Julius also realized this.

There was a sword scar on his shoulder, and his body was covered with swords of light. His broken body was shattered layer by layer. The leader of the cult who once stirred up a dark wind and made all living beings tremble with just one look was now groaning in pain, crawling on the ground, as weak as a candle flame that was about to disappear in the wind.

The blazing holy light brought him pain he had never felt before, tearing his body and soul apart.