Chapter 91: Holy Radiance

Roar!!!

The black giant dragon rose into the sky, and the first to be frightened were the kingdom's troops.

They assumed the black dragon was an ally of the red‑robed Mages; after all, how could an evil black dragon help them? The soldiers drew weapons, some even shot arrows at it, but the fragile arrows could not pierce the hard dragon scales; after a "ding‑ding‑dang‑dang" sound, the arrows fell to the ground in pieces.

Sgena's wing‑flapping figure halted; she turned back, cold‑ly scanned the soldiers attacking her, and let out an angry roar.

"You're hitting me?? Use your brains! Foolish humans, I'm here to help you!"

The blundering soldiers stood dumbfounded, some unable to believe what their ears had heard—that this evil black dragon was actually coming to aid them?

The black dragon let out a long roar, and dust instantly billowed inside the fortress; a huge purple monster crawled out along the wall, its eyes filled with extreme unwillingness.

The two massive monsters did not frighten the Undead, for they had long lost the feeling of fear, but the Saisike soldiers felt a chill run through their bodies.

"Dragon—dragon!!" a voice of terror rang through the army.

Dragons are the thing humans of Frelen fear most, like ants encountering a human; the gap between them is enormous.

Human swords cannot breach the hard dragon scales, fragile minds cannot endure the onslaught of Dragon Might, and supple flesh cannot resist the power of a dragon's breath.

The giant dragon, the apex of Frelen's myriad races, even a juvenile black dragon can stir soldiers' fear.

Sgena flapped her wings across the Undead army's sky, acid spitting from her mouth, dragging a trail of corrosion; the Skeletons' fragile bones turned blackened and corroded the instant they touched the acid.

Roar!!

The green‑footed dragon snake also let out an angry roar, resentful, and sputtered dazzling lightning from its mouth; a scorching white flash streaked across the sky, leaving hot air and melted husks behind.

But clearly, the Sai Er army's terror had not yet truly manifested.

Five‑headed, seven‑meter‑tall massive golems stood in the center of the Undead army, their gears whirring and their chests rumbling like engines.

Buzz buzz buzz!

A black orb appeared on the golem's chest, then turned into a jet of pitch‑black negative‑energy pulse radiating outward in a circle; all severely wounded Undead that had not completely lost power were revived, becoming vigorous again under the pulse's healing.

Tch.

Sgena spat, her eyes full of resentment as she stared at the golem, yet she dared not approach; the golem's towering frame and gleaming metal made clear it was far from a weak melee opponent.

After the golem released the negative‑energy pulse, rolling shadows of dust swirled around it, these shadows forming ferocious monster birds that surged toward the black dragon in the sky.

Sgena snorted coldly, not moving a muscle; the shadows turned back into black mist the moment they touched her scales. These were the golem's summoned shadow creatures, feeble and unable to breach her scale armor.

The Undead drew near the city gate, and Kanaiski slithered into the sea of Undead. Relying on his massive size, each time he thrashed his tail he sent several Undead flying, each swipe of a claw crushed a few more; with dozens of claws repeatedly striking, he battered the area where Skeletons rose, playing a whack‑a‑mole game.

Three thousand soldiers followed behind Kanaiski, steadfastly guarding the gate; they were the most endangered troops, risking their lives solely to protect the gate's safety.

The Undead's assault was temporarily repelled, and the red‑robed Mage in the rear army watched the situation quietly, not immediately ordering the golems to move and attack.

Considering the golems' priceless value, the red‑robed Mage decided to first use a spell to break the deadlock; he raised his red‑jade staff again, specks of colored starlight brewing within the ruby, and as the incantation unfolded the hue grew ever brighter.

Seven‑ring Evocation — 【Rainbow Light Eye】! Multicolored light flashed across the sky, then a massive three‑meter‑wide eye appeared above the kingdom's troops; its pupil constantly shifted colors like a rainbow.

The next instant, the huge eye fired a red beam; any soldier struck by it was instantly ignited, burning to ash in the flames.

Then a blue beam struck Sgena; a scale began to petrify, spreading to neighboring scales. The black dragon hurriedly spewed acid onto its own body to wash away the petrified scales. Orange, yellow, purple, indigo, green—every second the eye randomly emitted a rainbow beam, and any soldier hit was slain by a different magical attack.

Sgena took a loss and became far more vigilant; she began circling the battlefield, repeatedly dashing and exhaling. These True Dragon breaths, unlike Naimi Xisi's pitiful magical breaths with limited uses, can be emitted at sufficiently spaced intervals, maintaining a perpetual‑motion state.

Kanaiski was also tormented by the eye; his massive body constantly attracted a ray attack. Though the eye's beams were weaker than ordinary Seven‑ring spells, their incessant barrage was as annoying as flies.

Another beam struck, and strong acid instantly corroded Kanaiski's scales; in pain he vented his anger by launching a lightning bolt at the eye, which ignored the attack as if it did not exist.

Hidden in the sky, Naimi Xisi frowned; he had hoped the black dragon and the green‑footed dragon snake teaming up would at least force a Mage or that general to act, but now the balance of disadvantage seemed to tip toward the kingdom's army.

The fragile Undead truly could not breach the line, but those five golems constantly healing the Undead were disgusting; the two thousand Saisike soldiers in the rear need not charge forward, merely waiting for cheap Undead to gnaw away at the kingdom's forces.

Naimi Xisi glanced at the troublesome Rainbow Light Eye; this spell could only be broken by Dispel Magic, otherwise it would continue for at least an hour, endlessly emitting beams comparable to the Five‑ring spell 【Rainbow Ray】.

He gathered magical energy at his fingertips and hurled a Dispel Magic that struck the eye; the eye instantly burst into dazzling rainbow light, dissipating into the air.

Naimi Xisi's move made the red‑robed Mage glance toward his location; although High-level Invisibility ensured Naimi Xisi would remain unseen even while casting, a Mage has many ways to see through invisibility.

"Is that the priest?" the red‑robed Mage said with a grim look; he saw the silver‑haired youth hovering in the air. As a 13th‑level Evocation Spellcraft Mage, he almost instantly sensed something amiss about the humanoid's appearance.

"Not a Monster," the black‑armored man beside him added.

"Perhaps, like that black dragon, it's also a True Dragon; I've already sensed the fragrance emanating from its blood, a power no human can possess," the vampire general said, intoxicatedly inhaling his own nose.

"Hand it over to me; it will become my most perfect blood slave."

As if sensing the vampire's arrogant words, Naimi Xisi cast his gaze toward him; then High-level Invisibility faded, and the silver‑haired youth in the sky was revealed before everyone.

"That's… Naimi Xisi? He's here! Wait—what the hell?" Loja's heart leapt at the sight of Naimi Xisi in the sky; then, in his stunned expression, the humanoid in the sky shattered.

Bathed in silver light, a massive silver dragon appeared over the battlefield; its scales glimmered with intertwined pale gold and pale blue, and its twin wings unfurled a moon‑cloak stretching dozens of meters behind.

"Ah, a Juan Ce Long, how rare—what a beautiful creature," the red‑robed Mage exclaimed. Even though they were on opposing sides, as a Mage he was still drawn to the Juan Ce Long's intricate Arcane patterns.

At that moment, he also understood why an Omega priest had joined this mortal war; it was the dragon's own decision—Juan Ce Longs are born blessed by the god of knowledge, truly possessing the priestly privilege of freedom.

The Undead on the ground began to stir; the moon‑cloak's sacred power pricked these fearless blasphemous things like thorns, their crude consciousness sensing the impending disaster.

Yet as thought propelled it, the cloak behind Naimi Xisi erupted in blinding light; after an afternoon of fighting, the sun's position had been replaced by Selennye, and the moonlight and cloak resonated, a massive six‑pointed star formation rising above Naimi Xisi's head.

Eight‑ring Divine Art — 【Holy Radiance】! A thunderous surge of sacred energy poured from the cloak, rolling golden light coalescing like smoke within a hundred meters of Naimi Xisi; the Undead within the golden aura let out harrowing screams, then turned to ash.

Naimi Xisi flapped his wings and flew, the massive dragon body blazing with golden light, barreling through the Undead; every creature enveloped by Holy Radiance burned to ash.

A shadow‑steel golem continuously emitted negative‑energy shockwaves; black light waves tried to shield the surrounding Undead but to no avail. The power of the Eight‑ring Divine Art was lethal to all evil, and even the supposedly indomitable golem itself spewed black smoke as its surface runes were purified.

Moonlight naturally opposes shadows; the shadow‑steel golem combined shadow and evil, and within Holy Radiance it seemed as if it were thrown into magma.

The shadow‑steel‑forged shell kept crumbling, cracks appearing across the massive golem; it extended mechanical claws trying to seize the soaring dragon, but the cloak under moonlight granted Naimi Xisi immense agility, allowing him to casually dodge the claws.

"Splash!"

The fissure widened, and the already precarious golem split in two at its chest; one shadow‑steel golem was completely destroyed.

(End of Chapter)