She had obtained two items from the ruins back then.
One was a bottle of Compound Potion, and the other was this Moonlight Casket.
Of course, this wasn’t some Moonlight Casket from Zhou Xingchi’s hands that could travel through time and space with a shout of “Prajna Paramita.”
Rather, it was a massive laser capable of releasing a wave of moonlight energy.
For ordinary people, they themselves acted as converters, transforming elements into magic.
The principle of this special elemental magic tool was to transfer the energy of magic into the device, thus unleashing corresponding power.
In other words, others needed to first convert elements into magic, then magic into the Moonlight Casket’s energy, and finally release it through the Moonlight Casket.
Undoubtedly, this method would greatly weaken the power.
Such a weapon was originally meant to target beings with sun-like abilities.
But since those were rare, it seemed particularly useless.
However, Vellandelle was no ordinary person.
She was a succubus with the Moon Authority.
Even if she concealed her Authority to avoid exposure, the power contained within the Moon Authority had already permeated her entire magic.
Her whole body’s magic was already suffused with the scent of the Moon.
Therefore, Vellandelle could directly use magic to unleash the Moonlight Casket.
Not only would its power not be diminished, but it would even become stronger due to the Moon Authority within her.
“Miss Karansa, you take the lead. I’m weaker, so I’ll support you from behind.”
“No problem.”
Karansa gripped her blade tightly and charged forward.
For some reason, she felt a strong urge to prove herself in front of Vellandelle.
“Listen, to the sound of Wind and Snow.”
In an instant, cold air surged between her lips and teeth, and her pupils slowly shifted into the shape of snowflakes.
A storm of snowflakes erupted beside Karansa, making her appear nearly transparent amidst the Wind and Snow.
Her silver-white Knight’s helmet shone brightly.
Vellandelle paused in surprise, then quickly realized.
Karansa must be a follower of the God of Wind and Snow.
The full name of the Wind and Snow God was the Totem God of No Sun, a deity of the Northlands.
She hadn’t expected Karansa to be from the Northlands as well.
Speaking of which, this was also Vellandelle’s first time seeing someone other than Gloria use the power of their own Curse.
“Sleep, within the Sigh of Imagalorisa.”
It felt as if the Wind and Snow had turned into a giant invisible hand that gripped one’s throat.
As snowflakes fell, they resembled countless eyes, filled with a malicious gaze.
A silver-white line traced along Karansa’s sword, leaving a shallow white mark on the Giant.
Countless snowflakes writhed like worms, frantically spreading across the Giant’s body.
Karansa swung her sword, scattering snowflakes and becoming even more translucent.
She seemed to become a sharp gust of cold wind, instantly appearing before the Giant.
Raising her blade, she slashed down.
With a single strike, countless wounds burst open on the Giant’s body.
Thick, foul-smelling black blood flowed endlessly from the gashes.
The Giant staggered backward, but there was no hint of pain on its face.
Frost marks spread across the wounds and parts of its body.
“Amazing…”
Vellandelle was full of surprise.
She hadn’t expected the one who had just been sent flying by the Giant to be so fierce.
“Whoo…”
However, in the next moment, Vellandelle suddenly heard the sound of Wind and Snow brushing past her ear.
A strange feeling washed over her.
She looked up.
Within the storm, Karansa had become a thin shadow, her dark pupils hollow, like a ghostly specter.
“Oh my, what’s going on? How did the Knight Lady lose control just as she started using her power?!”
Vellandelle was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood the situation.
Inside, she felt a bit lost.
Karansa didn’t seem like the type to lose her mind so easily.
“Ugh…”
Karansa fell to her knees, clutching her head in pain, muttering softly.
“Miss Karansa!”
Not knowing what was happening, Vellandelle urgently called out.
In cases where followers lost control, the voice of another person could be very effective.
Of course, the more someone cared, the more effective their call would be.
“Vellandelle… Miss…”
Karansa’s voice was hoarse.
Vellandelle was surprised that she’d managed to restore some of Karansa’s sanity, but then saw the Giant raising its fist to strike Karansa.
“Not good.”
Vellandelle quickly activated the Moonlight Casket.
As the Moon’s magic surged in, the ancient runes carved on the surface of the casket lit up one by one, radiating a cold, pure brilliance.
“Buzz!”
A dazzling silver-white beam shot out from the front of the casket.
It wasn’t the scorching light of the sun, but a cold energy wave filled with the essence of moonlight.
The beam met the descending Giant’s fist head-on.
A strange “zzzz” sound spread out.
The moment the moonlight energy touched the Giant’s fist, it pierced a hole straight through, the force blasting the Giant backward.
Yet, the Giant’s attack did not completely cease.
With a fist dripping black blood, it swung once more at Karansa, unfazed by pain.
“Karansa! Dodge!”
Vellandelle shouted with all her might.
However, Karansa only looked more tormented, kneeling on the ground.
In the darkness, fragmented sounds echoed, as if a pale monster was stepping closer from afar.
“No choice!”
Vellandelle took a deep breath, tore off her ring, and unleashed an overwhelming force of Authority.
That previous sense of omnipotence wasn’t an illusion.
She didn’t know the reason, but here, her Authority’s strength was at least doubled, while the power of magic was suppressed countless times.
Countless beams of moonlight and starlight burst forth like a storm, surging toward the Giant.
The starlight was sharp and dense, as if to dissolve everything, forming a torrent of light.
Where the torrent passed, endless darkness was forcefully swept away, finally striking the Giant’s bloated body with precision.
She dashed forward, scooping up Karansa in her arms.
A pair of Moonlight Wings sprouted from her back, propelling her swiftly through the air.
But Karansa, still lost to madness in her arms, left her feeling ice-cold.
Gritting her teeth, she could only rely on her own voice to wake her.
Vellandelle let out a clear, ethereal song, the melody resonating through the silence as if to dispel all darkness.
It was extraordinarily beautiful.
Vellandelle tensed unconsciously, sensing several eyes in the darkness watching her.
But she didn’t stop singing.
Because beneath her song, Karansa visibly began to recover.
The swirling snowflakes ceased their dance.
Behind her, a pale, thin figure slowly materialized.
A deformed, bamboo-like Giant spider crawled out, grotesque and bizarre.
It looked like Pan from , utterly uncanny.
When it reached where Vellandelle and Karansa had just stood, a pair of eyeless faces slowly turned toward the fallen Giant.
The black blood on the Giant’s body hissed with a “zzzz” sound.
The creature let out a “gurgle” of laughter, then pounced on the Giant, feasting wildly, flesh and blood flying…
Yet, as Vellandelle’s song faded into the distance, it continued to listen with its three pairs of ears wide open.
What Vellandelle did not know was that, elsewhere, someone was intoxicated by her song.
“So beautiful, but…”
“Hehe, let me guess, why is the little succubus here?”
“Ah, and who is she? How did she get in? It’s really hard to guess.”
Seleste stood in the Dungeon, smiling brightly, eagerly anticipating the moment she would see Vellandelle.