Azure Scepter

Page 170

Trier immediately abandoned his pursuit, extinguishing the holy flame on his shoulder with his iron gauntlet before retreating into the shadows.

He intended to use the Shadow Leap ability to teleport directly behind the enemy, but at this moment, he was shocked to find that his longsword's "Shadow Leap" ability had failed!

Trier's heart sank. He glanced at the combat log at the corner of his eye and then found a line of information.

[WARNING: You are under the influence of the Holy Avenger's "Silent Judgment"]

[You are not currently aligned with the evil faction; you are immune to the effects of "Judgment: Anti-Magic".]

[WARNING: Your equipped main-hand weapon, the legendary weapon "Lightless," was forged in an extremely evil manner, and its supernatural abilities have been disabled.]

[Warning: Your current class is "Paladin - Oath of Vengeance". You have received the additional buff "Judgment: Spell Resistance", granting you a temporary 10 points of spell resistance. Additionally, your attacks against evil creatures will gain an additional 2 points of holy attack.]

The greatsword in the paladin's hand was actually the Holy Avenger's "Silent Judgment".

Trier's expression darkened slightly.

Chapter 325 The Horrifying Massacre (Part Two)

"boom."

In the deathly, thick darkness, one pine torch after another was lit, the dim flames swaying like branches in a midnight forest, the dying light dispelling the terrifying gloom.

At this moment, Trier had retreated into the darkness where no light could reach, but the fear brought about by his ruthless killings continued to spread and fester.

Limbs were scattered everywhere, blood and flesh flowed freely, and the muffled crackling of torches drowned out the rapid, terrified breathing of the people. The faint orange light illuminated one pale face after another, one pupil after another shrunk to its limit, and one drop of cold sweat after another trickled down their foreheads.

The warriors, bathed in the dim firelight, had no idea where Trill was, when he would return, or even if he had left at all. Now, they could only helplessly confront every shadow and instinctively lean towards the paladin who was sobbing softly.

In the deep darkness where no light could reach, Trier clutched his shoulder and coldly stared at the enemy wielding the Holy Avenger.

In this world, the power of any "Holy Avenger" is extremely overpowered. All six holy swords existing on the prime material plane are the ultimate weapons against evil.

When facing powerful evil, the strength of these holy swords is comparable to that of divine artifacts. Although the effects of each Holy Avenger are not exactly the same, in the Divine Descent version of the game, every paladin wielding a holy sword is closely watched by all sides, because no matter which holy sword these paladins hold, they are enough to threaten the evil gods in their saint form single-handedly.

In the original history, the saint with the divine office of "corruption and seduction" was killed in front of the cult by an unknown paladin wielding a holy sword during a blood sacrifice; while Trier, who was already a demigod lich in the Divine Descent version and was only one step away from becoming a god, was also cut into the casket by the saint of the Radiant Church and five legendary paladins - among the five legendary paladins, the paladin wielding the Holy Avenger dealt nearly half of the damage by himself.

As far as Trier knew, each Holy Avenger had a different power bias. For example, Edith's holy sword "Hope Unextinguished" was biased towards large-scale group buffs and single-target attribute enhancements. Although the mechanism was simple, the enhancement values ​​for both were exaggerated, which was an important reason why Edith could fight head-on with the Balrog, who was like a scourge, and single-handedly defeat him within two minutes.

The holy sword "Silent Judgment," which just cleaved Trier, is more focused on magic dispelling and single-target burst damage. It can provide the wielder with a large amount of magic resistance and disable nearby items created in an evil way within a small area, greatly reducing the spellcasting ability of evil beings.

"Silent Judgment" possesses an extremely exaggerated special ability—"Judgment: End".

The effect of "Judgment: End" is quite simple and brutal: a paladin wielding "Silent Judgment" can unleash three guaranteed hit attacks on enemies within his perception range within a day. If the enemy is of the evil faction, the attack will definitely be a critical hit!

Without a doubt, the attack that just shattered his divine power shield was the effect of "Judgment: End".

"What a small world," Trier thought to himself.

—In the past, when he forcibly stole a relic from the Radiant Cult in the game, and was subsequently hunted down by the Radiant Cult, it was this very "Silent Judgment" that struck him and sent him to his death casket...

Logically, the holy sword "Silent Judgment" should still be in the Holy See's reliquary. The fact that this holy sword has now appeared in the Southern Duchy means that some other saints within the Radiant Pantheon have chosen to increase their investment in Saint Seir.

He glanced at the information panel and saw that his health status had changed to minor injury, while the left shoulder of the illusory human model made of silver threads was marked with the words "minor muscle damage".

"Thanks to the increased strength, two layers of strength are still effective. I'll have to keep working on it once I get a new specialty point," Trier thought to himself.

In the game "Azure Scepter", everyone is a glass cannon, and everyone's offensive capabilities far exceed their defensive capabilities. If Trier did not have two stacks of the Robust feat, did not have seven stacks of the passive Protection of Faith, and was not wearing plate armor, then that sword strike would have been enough to give him at least a minor injury, and if he was unlucky, he might even have broken a bone.

If he were still a lich, the Holy Slash he unleashed with the Holy Sword would have been enough to cause serious injury!

Trier casually used Holy Heal to fully restore his health, then used his newly gathered divine power to reapply a divine shield to himself. After doing all this, he once again peered into the crowd from the shadows.

Panting and swaying, their minds began to deform and twist under the silent yet heavy pressure.

Morale collapses don't usually occur in the heat of battle; rather, most collapses happen in the dead silence of the moment.

With the aid of imagination, every whimper of the wind becomes the call of the dead, and every dreadful darkness transforms into a terrifying creature that will devour its prey—as people look around, they gradually begin to feel a sense of unease.

After a moment's thought, Trier slowly retreated deeper into the sewer.

“Keep going,” the giant priest said tremulously. “The monster is wounded. If we wait until he recovers, it will be all over. Our Lord is watching over us, and He will bless our efforts—we must at least make some progress before Duke Cohen arrives.”

The warrior disguised as an otherworldly god nodded. He glanced to his side, and then three warriors stepped out of the ranks and slowly walked into the depths of darkness.

As darkness approached, fear gradually crept in, making every step feel exceptionally heavy.

As battle-hardened soldiers, they were not afraid of sacrifice and death, but the pressure brought by Trier was simply too great.

“Safe.” After they had gone forward a dozen meters, one of them turned around and said.

The giant priest nodded, made a forward gesture, and then the people began to slowly move forward.

—And so, by taking small steps one after another, people finally made it to the middle of the old sewers, which was located at the bottom of the St. Seal Cathedral. Further ahead, it led directly to the underground area of ​​the Golden Palace.

As the path ahead recedes further, the oppressive weight grows ever heavier...

As the three scouts slowly advanced and reached a corner, the lingering carnage resumed—a blood-stained longsword slowly emerged from the shadows.

The next instant, the cold, dark longsword suddenly transformed into a ruthless, sweeping cleave.

A cold wind carrying the smell of blood rushed in, and in an instant, three heads flew off, and blood gushed out like a geyser!

"Pfft!"

The inexperienced paladin hurriedly raised his holy sword, intending to strike again, but Trier only revealed half of himself before disappearing into the darkness.

"Grab him! Grab him!!"

The giant priest, who had always appeared the most resilient, was the first to break down. He screamed and rushed toward the spot where Trir had last appeared, wanting to sacrifice himself to grab him and give the paladin wielding the holy sword an opportunity to attack.

However, at that very moment, a bright orange flame suddenly appeared in the darkness behind and to the side of the giant priest.

A flame slowly burned at Trier's fingertip, its light illuminating his dark eyes. The next moment, he abruptly flung the flame to the ground.

Clusters of flames instantly ignited on the ground, and then these flames rapidly surged into one corner after another.

"Rune Crystal Explosion Barrel!" a sharp-eyed warrior warned in alarm.

Normally, these mid-level professionals wouldn't be afraid of a single rune crystal exploding barrel. However, in the current situation, the rune crystal exploding barrel will definitely cause the sewers to collapse, and the collapse will inevitably lead to chaos. Once chaos ensues, the terrifying monsters will surely start a massacre!

However, this warning came too late.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One after another, blazing white fireballs exploded in the corner, the scorching shockwaves carrying the smell of burning smashing people to their knees. Under the chain of explosions, the old sewers, which had been neglected for years, began to tremble, and dust fell like rain. Suddenly, a huge rock fell from the sky and smashed into the paladin holding the holy sword!

The otherworldly attendant beside the paladin revealed his true form without hesitation. He flapped his wings and soared into the sky, rushing towards the boulder. The paladin's mind went blank, and she stared blankly at Trier, who was indiscriminately slaughtering people in the crowd.

Only then did she realize that what she was facing possessed intelligence.

The steel seemed to transform into a storm, and blood and screams intertwined to create a horrific scene resembling the end of the world. The powerful Orco warriors were utterly powerless against that blasphemous creature.

The wails echoed in his ears, and the paladin abruptly closed his eyes, whispering a prayer: "Radiance, grant me the courage to fight against evil."

Open your eyes.

At that moment, Trier casually pierced the heart of a mid-level warrior. He turned his head sharply and met the eyes of the paladin's blue eyes.

He shoved the corpse aside, drew his longsword, and strode toward the paladin.

The dull footsteps echoed in the paladin's ears like a death knell. Her heart raced, her breathing quickened, and her vision narrowed. Fear seemed to materialize at that moment, suddenly seizing her mind. But she still firmly gripped the hilt of her sword and then quickly assumed a sword stance.

"Purify one more blasphemous thing, and you will become a true guardian." The mentor's words echoed in her heart, "Prove your piety, child."

At that moment, all the hesitation and fear in the heart of the bewitched paladin vanished. She suddenly raised her weapon and looked fearlessly at the monster that was slowly approaching.

Then, Trier unleashed a "Time Stop Slash".

He suddenly raised his longsword—the first strike was downwards, the blade instantly cutting into the opponent's right shoulder blade, then slicing past his armpit and sliding out through his ribs.

With his second strike, Trier gripped the sword with both hands, pushed off the ground, and lunged forward, slashing horizontally across the paladin's neck.

The third strike was a straight thrust, the blade piercing straight through the breastplate, flesh, and ribs, exploding the paladin's heart.

Trier did not swing a fourth sword; the damage from the previous three strikes was already more than enough.

A moment later, the flow of time returned to normal.

Scalding blood gushed out instantly, and the severed arm and head, which were holding the holy sword, spun and flew into the sky together with the pumping of the heart.

"No!" cried the otherworldly attendant flying in the sky in despair.

Trier stretched out his left hand and casually caught the holy sword. He temporarily ignored the powerful repulsive force from the holy sword by relying on his divine power, and then swept a Holy Slash towards the otherworldly divine servant in the sky.

Verdict: The End!

Although Trill's attack range was clearly insufficient, the next moment the Judgment Flame swept up, and the otherworldly servant was instantly turned into a pile of charred remains.

The otherworldly servant serving Saint Seir was currently aligned with Chaos and Evil, so it directly triggered the critical hit effect of "Judgment: End" and was instantly killed by Trier's fourth-circle Holy Slash.

With the fall of the otherworldly divine servant and the death of the paladin, the already crumbling morale of the people became even more shattered. And the next moment, the shadows cast by the firelight seemed to become even more distorted and profound—Trill activated "Aura of Fear".

"Help!" The half-giant priest dropped his warhammer and was the first to run backward.

Within seconds, led by the priest, the people all gave up resistance. They screamed hysterically, scrambling and crawling aimlessly in all directions, and Trier did not choose to hunt them down.

In the distance, enemy reinforcements arrived. This wave of reinforcements was extremely large, and Trier could faintly sense Saint Seir's presence among the new recruits.

Whatever Saint Seil's plan may be, the time has come to reveal it.

Trier hesitated for a moment, then gripped the holy sword, turned and left.

Although his swordsmanship has reached an incredible new level, he still cannot defeat an army head-on with just his swordsmanship like Lothaway.

Although he was very curious about the specifics of Saint Seir's conspiracy, he did not intend to risk his life—after all, massacring the advance team with superior military force and directly charging into an army with a saint in command were two different things.

So he chose to retreat, intending to wait until the battle in the underground mirror city was won before turning back to deal with Saint Seir.

Since Trier had already placed a "spatial anchor" on the entire sewer to prevent surprise attacks, he did not leave directly using teleportation magic, but instead walked deeper into the sewer.

However, just as he walked back to the area beneath the Basilica of Saint-Saëns, the ground suddenly began to shake.

"An earthquake?" Trier looked at the ground in confusion.

The blood clots and stones on the ground trembled violently, like peanuts being tossed in a wok, and countless specks of dust fell from the sewer ceiling.

Suddenly, alarm bells rang in the transmigrator's mind, and without thinking, he lunged backward.

The next instant, an indescribably huge finger suddenly emerged from the main sewer channel. The finger moved with incredible speed, almost brushing past Trier. Then, the giant hand beneath the finger, like a towering structure rising from the ground, pierced through the ceiling, smashed through layers of underground networks, and reached directly to the ground!

The palm smashed through the nearly 100-meter-thick underground network, creating a huge hole in the sewer!

As the setting sun cast its last rays through the large hole into the sewer, Trier's pupils suddenly contracted.

—On the ground, the giant hand, as if lifting a model, grabbed the massive St. Seychelles Cathedral and then clenched it tightly, with rubble and dust slowly falling from between its fingers.

What is this thing? Trier stared in disbelief.

However, because the author needs to prepare for the preliminary defense, updates may be very, very unstable over the next month.

Please take a week's leave.

As the title suggests, I need to focus on preparing for my preliminary defense, so there shouldn't be any updates this month until the 15th.

Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch Word count patch

Chapter 326 Shocking Change

With a sudden slam of its giant hand, the heavy granite turned into fine dust, the grayish-white powder mixed with stained glass falling softly from between its fingers.

However, as the giant hand continued to clench, space itself seemed to be crushed, and the falling dust and gravel all floated upwards against gravity. The bricks and soil on the ground seemed to cascade down like an inverted waterfall, all rushing towards the giant hand. At this moment, the dim, yellowish light of twilight became exceptionally dim; faced with such immense mass, even light seemed distorted like a meteor captured by a star, its radiance transforming into layers of rings of light, like silk gloves surrounding the giant hand.

This giant hand didn't look like a terrifying behemoth emerging from the earth; rather, it resembled a dark star descending from the dark universe.

The next instant, a cold, viscous wave spread from the palm of the giant hand, and a putrid stench suddenly filled Trier's nostrils.

[Warning: You are currently affected by the "Negative Energy Burst" from the remains of the Lost King. You have been granted a immunity to this effect.]

Trier glanced at the information panel at the corner of his eye and then realized the origin of the giant hand.

The lost queen refers to Lorraine, and this colossal, world-destroying hand is the right hand of Lorraine's corpse!

In the original history, Lorraine directly possessed Edith's body, and this permanent possession required a ritual to destroy the original body. Therefore, no one in the original history ever saw Lorraine's original corpse.

Generally speaking, the physical strength and martial arts skills of melee professionals are positively correlated. Lorsevie's martial arts skills have long reached an astonishing level. She can even single-handedly defeat an entire Asmo army, which means that her original physical strength must be extremely exaggerated.

Even if Lorthaway wasn't a lich, she could probably tear a dragon apart with her bare hands while naked in life. After becoming a lich, her already terrifying physical abilities would inevitably undergo an even more exaggerated exponential multiplication. After all, even ordinary mages who don't train well can withstand the blows of warriors' spiked clubs after becoming a lich, and Lorthaway's enhanced abilities would only be stronger, not weaker, after becoming a lich.

If you add the magical enhancement of Fusada, a dream realm demigod skilled in spellcasting, the physical strength of Losevie's corpse would be much stronger than those divine abominations and ancient evil creatures that are known for their physical strength!

Although somewhat surprised, Trier wasn't discouraged. After all, Losevie and Fusada weren't mindless targets; their counterattack was to be expected. Now that the situation had changed, it was simply a matter of making appropriate adjustments.

Moreover, as soon as Edith gets close to Losevie, both of them will enter a severe trance. In terms of absolute combat power, Fusada, who cannot "control life and death" or "true time stop," is no match for an army with so many legends at its command.

In the blink of an eye, the giant hand in the sky completely clenched into a fist and then crashed down from a height of 100 meters!

"boom!"