Chapter 73: Holy Light Divine Messenger

"Ma Luo?! Oliver?!" Naimi Xisi exclaimed in surprise, while Luosi Lien beside him was puzzled—what does this have to do with them?

Naimi Xisi looked at the two with delight; this was better than he had imagined! As long as he could awaken them, the difficulty of destroying the altar would drop sharply.

But how to awaken them? Juan Ce Long lowered his eyes slightly and began to think quietly.

Tangible forces cannot pass through the barrier—Plastic Energy, sound waves, and gases are all ineffective.

But there is one force that can, and Naimi Xisi happens to possess it.

Juan Ce Long removed the Crown equipped in his stomach, his Psychic Ability turned back to a pure silver hue, his draconic head closed its eyes, and a massive surge of Mana erupted from his body, stretching Naimi Xisi's will infinitely.

Four-ring Psychic Enchantment — 【Deep Projection】! Naimi Xisi's consciousness extended without limit, passing through the barrier and projecting into Ma Luo's subconscious.

"Tick… tick"

Naimi Xisi found himself standing in a dark corridor; he seemed to be inside a tower-like structure, and from afar came the sound of a clock's hands sweeping.

With a casual wave, a mirror formed of Mana appeared before him, reflecting himself as a bearded middle‑aged man.

Naimi Xisi curled the corner of his mouth—what a dull dream for Ma Luo, even the supporting character was a hulking middle‑aged man.

Hmm… or maybe he just likes this? Considering another possibility, he hurriedly shook his head, intending to find Ma Luo and leave this place.

His hard leather boots thudded heavily on the floor, and the wooden door at the corridor's end creaked open slowly in response to the sound.

Naimi Xisi walked forward and discovered that inside the door was an arcane laboratory; Ma Luo stood beside a massive crystal sphere on the right side, gazing at it dreamily.

Ma Luo's condition was off; even when Naimi Xisi reached his side, he remained unresponsive, staring blankly at the crystal sphere without blinking.

Naimi Xisi frowned, followed his gaze to the sphere, and saw a swath of scarlet hue staining the inner wall, making the crystal ball look like an eye with a red pupil.

"Has the abyssal magic affected your mind?"

The Psychic Dragon bloodline's superior Mana talent let him instantly grasp Ma Luo's state; he lifted the crystal sphere and smashed it forcefully onto the ground.

"No!!!"

As the crystal ball shattered, Ma Luo let out a mournful roar; black markings writhed across his body as if alive, and his once sapphire pupils turned pitch black.

"Give it back! Give it back!" he growled, a deep, beast‑like roar, glaring maliciously at the uninvited intruder who had smashed the sphere.

Four-ring Enchantment — 【Psychic Innovation】! Mana manifested a tangible effect within Ma Luo's inner world, and an endless Silver Sea erupted from Naimi Xisi's body, engulfing Ma Luo and the surrounding world.

The silver Mana ocean, like excess white blood cells, repeatedly cleared every irrationality in the psychic realm; Ma Luo's personality fluttered like a leaf in a storm, rising and falling within the boundless Mana.

His black markings gradually fell away, were assimilated by the Mana, vanished, and finally even the entire Mage Tower disappeared within the ocean.

Ma Luo snapped his eyes open—he had awakened.

He looked around blankly, seemingly not understanding where he was or why he was there; fortunately, Naimi Xisi's voice entered his mind, guiding him.

"Focus, Ma Luo, listen carefully; I don't have much time to explain."

"You were infected by abyssal magic; I had to use Psychic Ability to purge your recent memories along with the mental virus. Don't ask why; just remember the tasks I'm about to give you."

"First, memorize this incantation—KhlomaSummoeneRejector"

"Then, step onto the circular spell circle before you; it has three layers, and on each layer you must inscribe the incantation with mana. Remember, be meticulous—no letter may be wrong."

"Finally, when you finish carving, I need you to stand outside the circle and recite the incantation. No matter what happens, do not stop; remember, everything that occurs while you chant is an illusion!"

The incantation was extremely lengthy; Naimi Xisi spent a full five minutes reciting it, and fortunately Ma Luo was an exceptionally intelligent Mage, otherwise remembering it would have been very difficult.

Watching Ma Luo rise from the ground and stagger to the circle to begin inscribing the spell, Naimi Xisi exhaled in relief and looked toward the approaching horde of demons.

"We can only prepare for battle now."

He sighed; demons truly are a headache for Mages.

These bizarre demons all share lightning immunity, and due to their lineages possess various odd special abilities and immunities.

For example, the Babu Mo that was just instantly killed by the Red Robe Mage is a demon‑devil hybrid; it inherits the demon's lightning immunity, the devil's fire immunity, and also resists toxins and has decent ice resistance.

Juan Ce Long raised his draconic claws, his magical sigils flashing with dazzling blue light; the Magic Net vibrated around the sigils, and endless mana coalesced about him.

In this dense mana environment, Juan Ce Long's chanting speed doubled again, already a prototype of the young Juan Ce Long's 【Improvised Super Magic】 ability. "Messengers of Heaven, heed my command!"

Four-ring Conjuration Spell — 【Fourth-level Monster Summoning】! Accompanied by a warm, calm radiance, a light sphere materialized from the void before Naimi Xisi—it was a being from Heaven, a Holy Light Divine Messenger.

They attack enemies by firing positive‑energy beams and can freely use Teleportation, making them energy beings comparable to a third‑level professional.

Naimi Xisi did not pause, quickly chanting the spell again and again.

One light sphere after another emerged from the void, floating before him, and only after a full fifty‑four spheres appeared did Juan Ce Long cease the frantic casting.

Behind him, the Mages were so astonished they were speechless, unable to utter any prophecy to express their shock.

Fifty‑four Four-ring spells! And the dragon himself chanted and released them without any Magic Item assistance!

Is Juan Ce Long's magical talent truly this terrifying?!

A few Mages inhaled sharply, but only Luosi Lien was unfazed; he had long grown accustomed to his master's terrifying magical talent.

Don't misunderstand—does anyone really think a naturally legendary Mage like Juan Ce Long can be compared by ordinary standards? Luosi Lien glanced at his comrades behind him, smiled scornfully, and said the master's greatness is beyond your comprehension.

Naimi Xisi exhaled, looking at the cute little light spheres before him; although they consumed many Spell Slots, it was worth it.

"Monster Summoning" as a Conjuration Spell that summons monster projections is not very cost‑effective, because the summoned monsters are usually far weaker than professionals of the same Spell Slot level, such as the Holy Light Divine Messenger before us.

It consumes a Four-ring Spell Slot that only a seventh‑level caster can master, yet the summoned monster only matches a third‑level professional—clearly a poor trade.

Although the Holy Light Divine Messenger is special, requiring 【Fourth-level Monster Summoning】 despite its weak strength, other monsters of the same tier can at most have the combat power of a fifth‑ to sixth‑level professional.

But Naimi Xisi's choice to summon them naturally serves his own purpose.

The special trait of Holy Light Divine Messengers is that they are energy beings; under suitable conditions they can merge with each other, becoming more powerful monsters.

These little light spheres look frail, and their voices are extremely faint, as if whispering melancholy in your ear.

But don't underestimate them.

When nine Holy Light Divine Messengers converge, they become a larger, more powerful ultimate form.

Soon, the light spheres in the air grouped in nines, overlapping, emitting six dazzling glows, and then they turned into massive energy beings.

These forms resembled whirlwinds containing flickering light spots; in their complete form they possessed all abilities of a large air elemental and also merged the positive‑energy traits of the Sub‑space Deity race.

At any moment, these whirlwinds can radiate massive beams of bright light in all directions, dealing huge positive‑energy damage.

"You stay here, protect this black cocoon body, and don't let the demons take it away."

After Naimi Xisi finished his orders, he spread his wings and flew high, six light vortexes flew beneath his dragon wings.

The duration of Summoning is only half an hour; he must eliminate more demons before the projections of these holy light divine messengers disappear.

"Ah, demons are demons. So terrifying. Humans are so pitiful. Must eradicate evil!"

Chirping sounds came from within the vortex; the instinct of the Aikong Divine Race made them burst with anger the instant they saw demons, and the vortex, at extreme speed, approached the ground where a massive army of timid demons and aberrant demons rushed, wildly projecting dazzling beams.

"Aaaah!!"

Where the timid demons were illuminated by the beams, they began to disintegrate as if splashed with sulfuric acid, evaporating; the demons whose bodies were unfortunately swept into the vortex fared even worse, ground down in the sharp Qi elements and scorching positive energy into dust with no bone left.

Naimi Xisi, flying in the sky, also joined the attack; Spellcraft power, as the incantation was cast, summoned one portal after another above the demons' heads, from which clusters of platinum‑colored radiant dense fog drifted out.

Radiant Mist! The mist's coverage is vast; after Naimi Xisi summoned a dozen or so mists, it essentially covered a battlefield spanning over a thousand meters. The vortex, within the positive‑energy mist, appeared even more divine, turning its body with fierce vigor; the beams refracted in the mist, turning into countless tiny rays that struck the surrounding demons like a shotgun.

The demons, however, seemed extremely distressed; the positive‑energy mist, which even Babu Demon could not endure, evidently caused these low‑level demons greater pain. Apart from those flying boastful demons, any timid demon and aberrant demon were blocked outside the mist, daring not to step a single foot within.

As for those boastful demons flying in the sky, Naimi Xisi employed another kind of power to strike back at them.

These ugly little sky‑borne gadgets excitedly rushed toward the silver giant dragon, attempting to take a bite of its dragon flesh brimming with dense Mana, but what met them was crimson Mana that filled the heavens and earth.

(End of Chapter)