Chapter 724

Chapter 109 The Descent of the Divine Part 2

The bizarre roar, the sky-swallowing black curtain, the fierce eyes and the burning bones, the incredibly shocking yet illusory changes came one after another in an instant. Before they could fully recover from these events, gasping for breath, their minds still reeling with pain, there was another icy breath that drifted from behind them, as cold as frost.

“Huff—”

Someone heard a faint exhalation, seemingly very close to them.

Drip.

The sweat on the alchemist’s forehead dripped down.

His nerves were taut, his heart sinking, his ears buzzing, his mind in a jumble. Trembling slightly, he cautiously turned around.

There she stood about five meters behind him, her head tilted slightly, exhaling frosty ice mist. Her face was expressionless, as if examining or scrutinizing them. Her gaze held curiosity, but mostly, it was devoid of emotion, mechanical coldness.

The alchemist saw her clearly.

Her flawless, delicate face, almost unreal, like a newborn baby with skin as smooth as jade. Her silver hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Her eyes, like the most splendid gemstones in the world, stared at him, causing an intense chill to run through his body.

Such strangeness…

And breathtaking beauty.

“Damn!”

He heard someone scream beside him. Instinctively, he reacted, golden holy light glowing amidst the hum. The alchemist closest to the girl raised a blade of light in his right hand, his eyes showing deep alarm. In his panic, he took a step forward, ready to attack her.

“Don’t—”

“Fall back, Z佐！”

“Aaaah—!”

The other four tried to stop him, but it was too late. The alchemist shouted as he charged forward. The girl’s eyes turned towards him, but her petite body did not move. In the next instant, she appeared suddenly behind him, lifting her arm clad in black armor, gently touching his shoulder.

Sssss…

Black smoke swirled around, instantly enveloping the alchemist’s body, drowning out the flowing holy light. Driven by inertia, he staggered forward two more steps before realizing his hands were being corroded, turning black and withered. He let out a heart-wrenching scream, which abruptly stopped halfway. His young body had already turned to ashes and powder, white-green light smoke drifting out and merging into the girl’s chest.

The girl continued to stare at the remaining four, her face still expressionless.

“Run! Damn it, run—”

The alchemists, terrified out of their wits, began emitting golden light from their bodies. But they were not planning to resist; instead, they intended to use divine miracles to teleport, escaping as quickly as possible. They needed to flee from this unknown, terrifying presence that no one had anticipated.

Was this demon created by the Door of Truth using the fire seed, or perhaps a deity… And where had that fire seed gone…

At this moment, no one wanted to think about these things anymore.

Humming—

The divine miracles resonated, and the alchemists’ figures gradually vanished within the light. One by one, they reappeared dozens of meters away. They instinctively dispersed, each trying to separate themselves from the others, hoping to escape alone. However, when they looked back, they were shocked to see that the girl had also disappeared.

“Pike, watch your back!!!”

Suddenly, an anxious shout came from a nearby comrade. The alchemist named Pike was in a panic. He saw the girl had vanished, but his mind hadn’t caught up yet. Instinctively, he quickened his pace, intending to retreat further. As he turned around, he saw the black armor.

“Uh…”

He froze.

Lifting his gaze, he saw the girl’s cold, doll-like face.

The alchemist froze for a moment, his mind blank. Before fear and death could take root in his heart, he saw the girl raise her hand.

The hand, with fingers spread wide, aimed its crystal-clear, rosy palm directly at his face.

“You…”

Boom—!!!

The young elite managed to utter only one word before the intense red flames, like blooming petals, erupted from the girl’s palm. Accompanied by a shocking explosion, the flames bloomed before his eyes.

There was no pain, no sensation of being burned alive, tearing his heart apart. Or perhaps, he never had the chance to experience such feelings again.

The terrifying karma fire surged from the tips of her fingers, the raging tongues of flame spitting out nearly a hundred meters away. The cultivator’s body tumbled in the fire waves, his skin melting, followed by his muscles and organs. In an instant, even his skeleton turned blackened and crumbled, turning into fine powder that quickly vanished without a trace. All that remained was a vast scorched earth, enveloped in waves of hot smoke.

At the same time, the other three cultivators in the distance stood frozen, their fearful eyes fixed on the scene, lips trembling as if they were paralyzed.

“Karma Fire…”

Someone murmured hoarsely, barely recognizing their own voice: “Chaos’ death smoke… Why… It’s impossible… How could this happen…”

Bang!

In the next moment, the soil before him scattered, and the girl appeared in front of him.

“Ah!!”

The cultivator suddenly regained his senses, screaming frantically with shock. His body glowed brightly, and he raised his hand to release a blinding white light ray. This was his most prideful miracle, one that even Sir Carlos, the Paladin of the Pope, couldn’t completely dodge. Few in the Holy Church could match his speed in releasing this miracle, not even Cardinal Nero, who had returned to the embrace of the divine, could do so much faster.

And indeed, he successfully released the miracle.

The astonishing ray silently shot out from his fingertips, piercing through the seemingly indestructible black armor on the girl’s chest, and emerged from her back, trailing a faint mist of blood, flying far beyond the desolate wasteland, passing through countless ruined buildings, and vanishing at the horizon.

“Haha…”

The cultivator trembled with laughter.

But in the next moment, his laughter abruptly stopped.

Because he saw the girl’s face still expressionless, her eyes like two crimson pearls, cold and lifeless, standing right in front of him, neither dodging nor moving. Her head slightly tilted upwards, staring at him steadily, completely indifferent to the ray piercing her chest. There was no pain or panic, no signs of attack on her face.

Then, as the slender beam of light disappeared from her fingertips, a thick black fog began to rise from the hole in her chest, emitting a grating “hiss.”

Without giving the opponent any time to react, she suddenly extended her hand, gripping the cultivator’s neck, and twisted fiercely—

Crack!

The cultivator’s head was twisted 180 degrees.

With a thud, he fell to his knees before her, collapsing softly, raising a little dust. She no longer paid attention to him and turned to look behind, seeing the other two cultivators fleeing further away.

However, she wasn’t in a hurry.

Tilting her head, she looked down at her pale right hand, as if remembering something. She then lifted her hand, extending her index finger towards the direction of one of the escaping cultivators, her eyes glowing red.

In the next moment, a long, crimson ray of karma fire suddenly shot out from her fingertip, instantly striking the back of the fleeing cultivator, emerging from his front, engulfing him in flames with the heat. She did not stop, shifting her finger slightly to the left, and the crimson ray swept across, severing the other person in half. The separated upper and lower bodies both burst into flames after hitting the ground.

They didn’t even manage to let out a single cry until the end.

The girl seemed quite satisfied with the scene. She nodded, and the injuries on her chest had completely healed, even the pierced armor restored to its original state.

Then, her gaze slowly shifted, turning her head to the right, towards the distant silver-armored man lying in the scorched earth, covered in blood.