Chapter 807

The plain-looking Dark Elemental Spear was nothing special, at least not to Ang. He could shape Holy Light into things like a Holy Light Scythe, so naturally, he could shape dark elements into a spear. However, his next move left Negris completely baffled.

Ang manifested Holy Light and wiped it across the Dark Elemental Spear before throwing it.

The Dark Elemental Spear slipped into the dark elemental energy mass with ease, like a basin of cold water poured into the sea, causing no reaction at all.

"What are you doing? I thought you wanted to shoot that Dark Source. Why are you shooting the energy mass? What if you hit Luoke or Little Black Source?" Negris didn't quite understand Ang's move.

Ang ignored it and continued to manifest Dark Elemental Spears, stabbing the energy mass repeatedly—here and there—as if he were aiming specifically at Luoke or Little Black Source.

"This... is my lord enchanting the dark elements?" Anthony guessed in a low voice.

"Ah? Enchanting what? Just by shining Holy Light on it, it's enchanted?" Negris was stunned. In its knowledge system, enchanting meant applying or embedding various magical materials onto an object to give it more magical properties. That was Du Luo Ken's job.

"It's the same idea. By letting the dark elements adhere to the will of the Holy Light, they become Holy Dark Elements. In this way, the Holy Dark Elements and normal dark elements cannot fuse. The spear my lord stabs in still belongs to my lord, but Little Black Source has a soul connection with my lord. It can follow my lord's will, and my lord's will is the will of the Holy Light," Anthony speculated.

"That works too? And he's not afraid of stabbing Luoke?" Negris was shocked. This dead skeleton came up with such a clever method just by stabbing with a Lightning Spear?

Anthony said, "When the dark elements follow the will of the Holy Light, it doesn't matter if they stab him. As long as the dark elements don't release their power, it's fine. Lord Luoke would just be equivalent to being hit by Holy Light. Do you think Lord Luoke is afraid of being hit by Holy Light?"

"Pfft, with his personality, he'd probably say: 'Did you not eat? Hurry up, I'm waiting for a Holy Light bath.'"

"You're mixing things up. That's the Lightning's line. Lord Luoke would just beat you up directly."

Just then, Ang, who had been stabbing here and there, suddenly paused, then immediately aimed at the previous impact point and accelerated, throwing a Lightning Spear. It seemed the previous strike had hit something.

Manifesting a spear, wiping it, manifesting a spear, wiping it—soon Ang found this process too tedious. He reached into his space and pulled out the Little Angel, the Goddess of Redemption, Dolly, and a bunch of Holy Spirit Angels.

The Little Angel spread her six wings, the Goddess of Redemption sprinkled holy dew, and Dolly led the Holy Spirit Angels in singing hymns. The area around Ang immediately became sacred, radiating holy light.

Anthony almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This was one of the few scenes that could make him lose his composure. He pointed at Dolly and asked in a low voice, "Wh... why has the Banshee become the lead singer of a hymn choir?"

Heavens, this was even more unbelievable than having dwarves protect a wine cellar.

Negris was also a bit stunned, but seeing Anthony's blood-spitting expression, it felt a secret thrill. Usually, it was the one being shocked into such expressions. Now that it was rare to see the old priest shocked, it naturally wouldn't hold back: "Why don't you ask Ang yourself?"

"Ah? Am I crazy? The Lord's will is the supreme law. I was just startled because I didn't know. Let me think, I'll understand it immediately," Anthony said, panicked.

After thinking for a moment, he slapped his thigh: "I understand! The Banshee has the ability to reach the soul directly. With her leading the singing, the hymns can reach the soul directly and better exert their effect. As expected of my lord, as expected of the co-ruler of Light and Undead, perfectly combining two different natures. My lord is wise!"

Negris listened, dumbfounded, and only after a long while did it blurt out: "No wonder you can be an Archbishop no matter how many times you die." The Abyss Maw, which had been silent all along, finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you really planar beings? The co-ruler of Light and Undead?"

"Ah? Yes, and the co-ruler of two realms," Negris replied casually, turning its attention back to Ang, leaving the Abyss Maw in silent disarray amidst the chaotic dark elements.

At the beginning, the Abyss Maw had indeed treated them as planar beings. It wasn't until Ang became involved with the Undead Sovereign that the Abyss Maw breathed a sigh of relief: So they were planar beings under the Undead Sovereign; losing to them wasn't a disgrace.

Being handled like this by the Undead Sovereign's subjects was uncomfortable, but definitely not shameful. However, if it were handled like this by planar beings, that would be truly unbearable.

No matter how powerful a god within a plane was, to a Primordial God like the Abyss Maw, they were just ants. Being bitten by ants raised by another Primordial and being bitten by a primitive ant were completely different things.

While they were whispering, Ang entered his familiar rhythm. With the 'enchantment' from the Little Angel, the Goddess of Redemption, and others, Ang only needed to manifest the Dark Elemental Spears. Later, he was even too lazy to manifest them and switched directly to dark elemental jets, as long as they shot into the original impact point.

The New Black Source was confused at first, thinking Ang was giving it a gift. Wasn't adding so many dark elements just like adding coal to a fire?

But when it approached the jet and tried to catch a stream of dark elements, its expression changed abruptly: "What did you mix into it?!"

Ang ignored it. Seeing that it was blocking the spot, he re-manifested the spear. The jet, which lacked penetrating power, turned into a Dark Elemental Spear that could pierce everything.

He threw it with all his might, like a silent black lightning bolt.

Boom! An explosion of energy collision erupted in front of the New Black Source. It couldn't dissolve these dark elements mixed with Holy Light and had to block them head-on. The result of blocking head-on was that its front was 'torn to shreds'.

The New Black Source, of course, had no skin. The 'skin' here referred to its form—a form condensed from dark elements. Every time it was hit by a Holy Dark Elemental Spear, a layer was shaved off.

The New Black Source could block dozens or hundreds of times, but being beaten without being able to fight back made it furious.

But jumping in anger was useless. If it dodged, Ang switched to a jet to continue attacking the original point. If it blocked the impact point, Ang switched to a Dark Elemental Spear to keep shooting it.

What made it even angrier was that the dark elements mixed with impurities that exploded off also fell into the energy mass behind it. In other words, the enemy in front not only attacked it but also sent the mixed dark elements into the energy mass, not wasting a single drop.

The only thing it was glad about was that the intensity of the dark elemental jet was too low; without decades of accumulation, it wouldn't affect its body.

Thinking of this, it breathed a sigh of relief and roared: "I don't know where you stole this from, but such weak dark power! Go back and steal more before coming back!"

Anthony and Negris exchanged glances, and the hidden Abyss Maw even laughed out loud. They had seen the scale of Ang's full-power attacks; this was clearly Ang conducting a controlled experiment to find the most suitable method. Was this New Black Source actually provoking him?

Sure enough, hearing its words, Ang tilted his head and slowly opened his new wings.

Thanks to Shuo Gen for the tip.

(End of Chapter)