An overwhelming aura erupted from within Zi Luo Mo.
His withered, black claws plunged into his abdomen in an instant.
Black liquid flowed out continuously, emitting an unbearable, rancid stench.
“…Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Struggling to speak, Zi Luo Mo violently pulled a mass of black matter from his body and hurled it straight at “Muxuan.”
“Muxuan” frowned slightly, then extended Light, rapidly enveloping the black object Zi Luo Mo had thrown.
Seeing that “Muxuan” had caught it, Zi Luo Mo let out two more hoarse chuckles before continuing:
“This thing… The Kostershka Mountains…”
The next moment, Zi Luo Mo’s words were brutally cut off by the agonizing roar surging from within his body.
His emaciated frame swelled and twisted violently like an inflated leather sack.
Countless pitch-black eyes, formed from pure Malice and devoid of any whites, suddenly burst open across his bloated skin.
A suffocating madness, densely packed, stared at “Muxuan” and everyone present, carrying a bone-chilling malevolence.
Devouring everything that belonged to itself in a frenzy, his body convulsed uncontrollably.
He forcibly reversed the Authority of Greed, wrapping it around himself; the Authority of Conspiracy transformed into the most precise program, instantly enveloping everything.
Ensuring not a single fragment of his essence could escape.
Ensuring that the Corruption could no longer persist through his ruined body.
“?!”
“Muxuan” pupils contracted as she instantly grasped Zi Luo Mo’s intention.
Her expression turned grave, and she hesitated no longer.
A vast expanse of Light rapidly filled the space, while even more radiant specks of light swirled around Zi Luo Mo.
Several golden threads shot out, pulling Qiansitelin and the other two over in an instant.
A shield of Light rose, protecting them.
Almost the moment “Muxuan” shielded them, a faint green light overwhelmed the filthy black mist churning over his body.
Like countless razor-sharp threads, it cut and disintegrated his massive, Aberrant form.
The severed parts were instantly drawn inward, swallowed, and annihilated by the terrifying suction generated by the Authority of Greed.
A hair-raising sound of annihilation replaced the roaring.
Zzznnn—!
Then, Zi Luo Mo’s body dissolved at an alarming speed, like foam thrown into strong acid, amidst the intertwining glow of green and filthy black.
The nauseating aura of decay and the blasphemous energy of Corruption let out a piercing shriek as they were forcibly dragged into the self-destructive core vortex, annihilated together.
The process was both astonishingly swift and horrifically gruesome.
In just two or three breaths, the terrifying body, along with the surging Black Mist within it, was completely reduced to nothingness amidst the self-ignited green flames of his Authority.
At the same time, a tremendous shockwave struck.
CRACK—!
Cracks instantly spread across the Light shield “Muxuan” had raised.
The ground could no longer withstand it and shattered with a thunderous roar.
“Muxuan” reacted quickly.
A massive surge of Light welled up, forming a temporary platform.
But before they could steady themselves, the platform beneath their feet shattered again as Zi Luo Mo’s Authority was annihilated.
Violent winds, mixed with savage power, cut into their exposed skin like countless tiny blades, even through the barrier of Light.
The shockwave from the explosion still lingered, their eardrums ringing, drowning out the wind.
Beneath them was an abyss of endless darkness.
“Hold tight!”
The Great Artisan God’s roar was muffled in the howling wind.
He twisted his body midair, the golden armor covering him flaring with its last light as he tried to stabilize himself.
Then, a grayish-yellow surge erupted from within him, forcibly stitching together the falling debris and firmly embedding it into the cliff face.
The moment the Great Artisan God shouted, Qiansitelin grabbed Theodore’s clothes.
As the stone pillar emerged, “Lyrasel” was driven deep into it.
The Great Artisan God’s muscles bulged as his fingers dug into the pillar, barely keeping his balance.
Using his arm strength, he climbed onto the pillar and immediately pulled Qiansitelin and Theodore up.
Looking up again, concern etched his face.
“Muxuan” floated in the air, Light condensed into a sphere that tightly wrapped around the core area where Zi Luo Mo had been annihilated.
Inside it were the violent residual energies from the self-destruction of Zi Luo Mo’s Authority and the annihilation of the strange Corruption.
Even under the full suppression of pure Light, the sphere’s surface churned like boiling liquid gold, constantly bulging with ominous black bubbles that were swiftly dissolved by the divine power.
“Muxuan” indifferent golden eyes locked onto the sphere.
The Light flowing from her slender fingertips had dimmed considerably.
Just then, the interior of the sphere collapsed inward.
The humming ceased abruptly.
The blinding Light converged and vanished.
The sphere disappeared.
Along with it, the last traces of Zi Luo Mo and the strange Corruption were gone.
“…You… lost.”
“Muxuan” lips parted, but immediately her body swayed, waves of dizziness washing over her.
The Light flickered, and the Blessed Golden Markings on her skin became extremely faint.
“My Saintess… farewell…”
A light, ethereal voice sounded from within Muxuan’s body.
Then, a faint speck of light dispersed from her.
The next moment, Muxuan could no longer hold on and began to fall.
“Your Highness!!”
Qiansitelin reacted with incredible speed.
The instant Muxuan fell, she forced her body forward, using “Lyrasel” to propel herself up the cliff face.
“Hss—!”
The pain made Qiansitelin inhale sharply.
But she merely wiped the blood from her lips, her gaze resolute.
One hand gripped the hilt of “Lyrasel,” and the other, with almost all her remaining strength, reached out and caught the falling Muxuan.
Her arms encircling Muxuan’s waist, Qiansitelin looked at the pained expression on her face and a flicker of heartache passed through her eyes.
Then, she quickly adjusted the sharpness of “Lyrasel” and slid down to where the Great Artisan God stood.
The original stone pillar had been expanded by the Great Artisan God into a small platform capable of holding seven or eight people.
“Zi Luo Mo is dead…”
“Mm… Dead.”
In response to the Great Artisan God’s question, Qiansitelin nodded affirmatively.
Gently, she laid Muxuan on the ground, pulled out a handkerchief, and softly wiped the sweat from her face.
Qiansitelin couldn’t help asking:
“Is there a way up?”
The Great Artisan God was silent for a moment, gestured with his hands, and finally nodded.
“We can go up… I can build a staircase upward.”
He patted Theodore’s head, who was still somewhat shaken, and gave his answer.
The armor, after all, was born from a Holy Relic and had greatly enhanced him, with strong regenerative abilities.
He had already recovered a fair amount of power; getting back up was within reach.
But perhaps because the Holy Relic had been removed, the barrier that had sealed the cliff was now completely gone.
However, just as the Great Artisan God was about to start constructing the staircase, Muxuan’s fingers twitched.
Then, with effort, she pulled out a sphere wrapped in Light from her bosom and pointed down toward the cliff.
“Down…”
“We need to go down.”
She was very weak now.
The Goddess’s possession had kept her body operating under constant overload.
With the Authority, there wasn’t much damage.
But physical and mental fatigue were unavoidable.
She was very tired…
She wanted to sleep.
Yet Muxuan knew there was still unfinished business—this was not the time to sleep.
The Goddess’s words still echoed in her ears.
Going down wasn’t just to retrieve the Crosier…
It was also to completely eliminate the hidden danger Zi Luo Mo had left behind.
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