Chapter 286: End

Julian, or the devil who bore the name Julian, finally faced his end.

The enraged elemental lord, per the summoner's contract, took away the "devil." Bound by a being of such rank, its soul was doomed to eternal torment.

"A fire god summoning? That's truly absurd."

Li En understood the meaning of "surtr (fire)" — his elder (fire) was furnace-fire, while Dainya's flame had always been "Surtr's Fire (Fire God's Flame)."

When the "Monarch" fused with "Fire God's Flame," it became the "Authority of the Fire God."

She did not summon the fire god; she commanded elemental beings in the name of the fire god (elemental gods do not exist). Thus, the suspected monarch-level elemental lord naturally felt humiliated.

A being of this rank should never be summoned by mortals; even having just one arm dragged into the mortal realm was an insult to it.

"The Dragon's Authority really has an absurd upper limit." Dragons are born with the privilege to command elements.

Dragon Tongue Speakers are, after all, sorcerers; their spellcasting relies on instinct, lacking the precision and modular structure of wizards, yet gaining greater "freedom."

Wizards manipulate rules and elemental forces through study, experimentation, and prior experience — this is what is called magic. Sorcerers cast spells entirely by instinct; though heavily limited (far fewer spells), they can modify and adjust spells through instinct alone.

"I think it'll work — that's enough!" Before various "I-think-it'll-work" spell variants and meta-magic techniques, sorcerers had driven wizards to rage more than once.

Li En increasingly understood the power of "Dragon Tongue" — it was merely a mold, its strength never fixed. It was a collection of modules containing "concepts," capable of being assembled, revised, and enhanced.

Its greatest advantage, perhaps, was this ever-changing flexibility. As a bloodline ability system, its upper limit was the user themselves.

"Divine power."

When a deity's chosen one infused Dragon Tongue with divine power, the resulting spells manifested as "divine-tier" incantations.

Normally, the spell should summon at most a large fire elemental — yet it directly summoned a high-rank elemental lord.

"Phew."

Dainya spread her hands, divine fire gathering upon them.

As a chosen one, she not only held the title of "Princess," but also possessed dragon blood with an astonishing upper limit.

Her current state was clearly not normal; even chosen ones don't reach this absurd level — a deity isn't a fool, no one could endure boundless divine power supply.

Perhaps this was her historic moment; her deity was granting her near-infinite support.

Her actions were miracles; her deeds would become the source of faith. Regardless, this "debt of salvation" ensured the entire city, even the kingdom, remembered the "Mirror Maiden's" grace — her spread of faith would now proceed far more smoothly.

In times of disaster, certain restrictions cease to be restrictions; even a race-specific deity may transcend its "race-limited" identity.

The demonic tide has always been a crisis — yet also an opportunity. Race deities are often "baseline," their upper limit directly tied to the strength of their race. Given the dark elves' condition, the Mirror Maiden had always been a third- or even fourth-rate deity.

This time, having poured out so much divine power, the Mirror Maiden had clearly gone all-in.

The Mirror Demon displayed the battlefield's events to the city's citizens, and Dainya's glorious figure slaying the culprit Julian spread everywhere.

This was a miracle. Though it may seem like an ordinary battle now, after being refined by the church, the royal court, and poets, and after "historical sedimentation," it would naturally become a "great feat" worthy of being written into the gospels.

"Time is short. Keep going."

Dainya's words were abrupt, yet Li En instantly understood.

Perhaps her power was heavily depleted, or the Mirror Maiden had deemed it sufficient and began withdrawing resources.

A chosen one in normal state remains powerful, but that strength usually comes from her own cultivation. Only a chosen one in "divine favor" state is truly terrifyingly strong.

"Boom!"

Dainya unleashed another bolt of divine energy, shattering the altar before her.

Use this divine possession state to accelerate the end of this battle.

"konungrsurtr (Descent of the Fire God)"

This time, the ground still turned into pools of magma, and elemental beings crawled forth — but Li En could sense most were merely low- to mid-rank entities.

"Go. Destroy every altar."

Elemental legions were the favorite of spellcasters—tireless, powerful, and crucially, free from the cunning and deceit of lower-planar denizens and the arrogance and purity complexes of upper-planar ones.

This Kancheng the most usable "tool," became the main force of the third unit, launching further slaughter.

As Julian's residence and stronghold, this was deep within the cult's base; not far away lay the main battlefield in fierce combat.

Perfect — a pincer attack from within and without against the invading demons.

"Let's go. End this." Dainya touched the ring on her finger, perhaps finally finding her own confidence.