252: D88.
Inferno’s Child_2 252: D88.
Inferno’s Child_2 “…Oh my, little sister, what brings you to a place like this?
Are you lost?”
But there was no smile in his eyes, no trace of lascivious thoughts, only indifference like that towards a lamb awaiting slaughter, and anticipation for the delicious morsel before him.
Two entirely different emotions interwove on the squad leader’s face into a strange smirk, uttering words no ghost would believe, yet without any gesture, the other five mbers of Black Gate had silently spread out, stealthily encircling the Hero.
“You’re from the Black Gate, aren’t you?”
As if unaware of their movents, the Hero asked with a calm expression and solemn tone.
Seeing the girl’s earnest deanor, the Black Gate Captain revealed a mocking face as if he had heard a cold joke.
“Black Gate?
What are you talking about?
We are all True Saint Disciples with firm aspirations—ah.”
His voice stopped abruptly.
“Indeed, Black Gate, it seems that’s what others often call us.” He then nodded with a smile.
“However, little sister, that’s not a nice na at all.
And did you know?
Just like the Church, we also have different factions within our ranks, all striving for their own goals and ideals.”
He deftly twirled a dagger between his fingers, his gaze glittering with amusent.
“If you don’t even know which ‘key’ you’re opposing, I’m afraid you won’t even find soone to resent after you die.
“Would you like to tell you about the ideals of our faction?
Maybe you’ll even change your perspective about us—”
“Thank you, that’s enough.” The Hero shook her head.
She had no interest in understanding those who were in cahoots with Goblins.
Before she could finish speaking, moisture coalesced, Radiance blood, a half-transparent Water Light Battle Skirt instantly took shape around the Hero’s waist, like a flowing veil, casting a faint halo over her, and the casual outfit couldn’t conceal the grandeur and majesty of the battle skirt.
“—Strike!”
The unexpected activation of a Magic Technique caused the Black Gate Captain’s pupils to constrict, and as he coldly shouted, the Hero clenched the sapphire in her hand.
Having decided to act, she wasn’t about to underestimate the enemy.
As the gemstone shattered under the power of the Finger Claw, dazzling Magic Power starlight burst forth, sapphire light spots scattered, enveloping the Hero in a curtain of magical rain.
[Using Sapphire, Hero’s Magic Power fully recovered]
Amidst the shimring light, the girl clenched her fists, her eyes piercing like a snake’s, and in the glow, her figure appeared as sacred as that of a warrior maiden.
Witnessing this sight, even the Black Disciples wielding lethal weapons experienced a mont of trance.
Only the squad leader was unaffected by the splendid spectacle; he dashed through the rain of light as a fleeting shadow, his ghastly Sharp Blades rcilessly aiming to Disembowel the Hero’s chest.
[Squad leader launches Skill: Disembowel, Poison Blade]
[Due to Water Light Battle Skirt, Hero is immune to toxins below R4]
However, the magical toxins on the blades hadn’t even neared the Hero when they faded and Dissipated within the curtain of water light, revealing the originally cold blade edges, and causing the squad leader’s pupils to dilate once more.
The other Black Gate mbers finally reacted, each aiming their Sharp Blades at the Hero, ready to overwhelm her.
At that instant, the girl threw her fists.
[Black Gate’s Assault (Outnumbered D2)]
2d103 50=d103(1) d103(25) 50=76
[Hero launches Skill: Sacrifice (Inferno d40, Gleaming Scale Serpent d40)]
D46 d124 2d40 96 20=d46(27) d124(89) d40(14) d40(27) 116=273
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
Purification.
This was Purification, Judgent, heavenly punishnt.
A reckoning for the sins of them all.
As the girl raised her fists before them, ready to battle, all Black Disciples thought such thoughts.
Every criminal, every breaker of rules, anyone with blood on their hands, harbored so degree of unease and Fear.
So suppressed this feeling with even more violence and destruction, so lived in trepidation, and others indulged themselves, numbing their minds with alcohol and drugs.
These Cultists were undoubtedly among the best at it.
Among them, so had long forgotten this feeling, while others sneered, ready to burn all notions of order and beauty to ashes.
However, the mont the girl’s fists swung out, everyone rembered, recalling that pure and terrifying reality.
They were sinners.
They would face Judgent.
They were to be Purified.
—To atone for everything with their lives, that was their punishnt.
The mont they t the eyes of the girl, the five poison-coated daggers lost all will to Resist, as if suddenly deprived of all Strength.
Then, an explosive Radiance blossod.
A torrent of Light and Fire instantly swept over the sinners, like a raging wave engulfing a flat boat in the sea, erasing their figures in a single hit.
[Black Gate’s attempt Great Failure!
Hero slew 4 Sect Followers, 1 Sect Follower incapacitated]
[Squad leader launches Skill: Shadow Fetal Movent]
[Hero’s next move—]
1.
Surrender to your fate (Calamity)♛
2.
Continue the Attack
D2=d2(1)=1
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
Several broken blades with jagged edges fall, clinking against the black earth of Forbidden lting Peak.
Steam rises faintly off the blade, the poison layers previously applied now completely Purified, revealing the dull tallic core.
The Hero’s fists burned with intense fiery light, and on the Finger Claw colliding with the blade of the Black Gate, there was not a single scratch.
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