The sound of gunfire had no effect on the Carnival in the camp. The disciples were even more fervent, their reckless laughter so wild that even the darkness dared not approach.
“Is she dead?”
At the corner of the hospital building, Sally used a makeshift aerial mirror ford from water vapor to observe the situation in the top-floor office.
She was aware of the importance Tactile Sense placed on this purge. Not only had they dispatched Sally, a mber of the Four Pillars guard, but they had also used up the last allowance of the space gate to instantly transfer her from the Raven Annihilation Zone to the Tribulation Fire Zone in pursuit of speed.
Because of this, even though the target was already in pieces, Sally remained vigilant. According to Tactile Sense, the target was likely just a two-wings sorcerer, with a slight chance of being a sanctuary sorcerer. However, regardless of whether they were in a sanctuary, the target could not possibly withstand her shot-a shot fired from the annihilation sniper rifle with a holy-breaking bullet.
Currently, on the Land of Senlo, gun sorcerers were exceedingly rare. This was due to the fact that gun machinery from the Gray Fox Divine Era required identity verification, and after the cataclysm, all factory production lines had disintegrated. At best, various factions could only produce very inaccurate muskets, which were less effective than bows and arrows.
On the flip side, every gun sorcerer active today in the Land of Senlo was terrifyingly powerful, without exception, as they had only found this path of Spellcasting through serendipitous acquisition of a Gray Fox gun.
Sally was forrly a sorcerer in the Fog Extinction Cult, following the Fog Annihilation Demi-God. Her coming-of-age Ritual involved touching the Gray Fox gun treasured by the cult, which carried a low probability of passing the Gray Fox identity verification-a feat she had been the only one to achieve in the past ten years.
As she rose to prominence, the influence of the Fog Extinction Cult expanded until the complete dispersion of the Fog Annihilation Demi-God. At that point, she, along with the annihilation sniper rifle, turned to follow Tactile Sense.
The power of the annihilation sniper rifle was undeniable. Even without any spirit enhancent, its trendous kinetic energy could pierce through all buildings within 1000 ters. Additionally, Sally used a holy-breaking bullet, designed for the annihilation sniper rifle, which could release spatial turbulence to tear open sanctuaries upon contact. She only had three of these bullets left.
Even though she was just a two-wings gun sorcerer, she had already used this setup to snipe three sanctuary sorcerers.
In Senlo, the most dangerous sorcerers are not sanctuary sorcerers or even legendary sorcerers, but rather heritage sorcerers-those who have inherited the divine era heritage!
Through the Light Sound Prism, Sally saw two other assassins enter the office. They were not disciples from the Tribulation Fire Zone but High Priests from the Light Spiral Zone and the Ice Breaking Zone, both sanctuary sorcerers. Tactile Sense had deployed three sanctuary-level forces to eliminate a traitor who might not even be a sanctuary sorcerer.
“Great rcury Trojan Horse,” Sally murmured, “Goodness follows you, evil admires you…”
anwhile, in the top-floor office of the hospital, the two High Priests quietly approached the headless corpse.
Their bodies were enveloped in sanctuaries, and they held their weapons at the ready, prepared for any tricks the target might employ.
They couldn’t afford to be careless. Even within the Four Pillars Cult, the target was a top-tier figure. Most disciples capable of performing the Divine Hosting Ritual would never surrender, preferring to fight to the death with the Four Pillars Cult rather than abandon their ideals. The target not only mastered the Divine Hosting Ritual but could also host multiple Demi-Gods, even receiving blessings from the Four Pillars-a privilege even Tactile Sense did not have.
No matter how weak her original form was, her ability to host Demi-Gods made her combat power comparable to that of a legendary sorcerer. There was no way the High Priests could relax.
They were wary not only of the corpse but also of the Demi-Gods’ actions. Yet, the Demi-Gods seed unconcerned by their host’s death. The Flaming White Tiger paced on the desk, while the rabbit, lizard, and snake looked at them as if to say, “Make yourselves at ho.”
The High Priests breathed a sigh of relief. They had feared that the Demi-Gods, skilled protectors, might seek revenge. Unlike spirits, which could be easily crushed, Demi-Gods would not dissipate before exhausting their essence. However, even the most powerful Demi-God required a Divine Hosting Ritual to exert its full power. As long as the target was dead, the Demi-Gods, even if desirous of revenge, could at most only cause them minor harm.
When the distance to the target was reduced to three steps, both High Priests struck simultaneously. The force of fists and moonlight obliterated the target and the chair into dust!
In the burst of blood mist, the two High Priests saw four cards drop to the ground, remarkably undamaged. When they focused on the content of the cards, they instinctively exchanged glances.
Dragon Array Shopping Cards from the Gray Fox Divine Era!
With these shopping cards, they could locate a Gray Fox shop and obtain the gray fox heritage!
However, they quickly realized another issue-Sally, the sniper, certainly witnessed this scene as well. Their devotion to the Four Pillars Cult overca any fleeting greed, and they imdiately discarded any weak desires, carefully inspecting the other items on the desk amid the bloodstains. ??????????????
“By the way, what was her na?” the Light Spiral High Priest suddenly realized, “She was a High Priest in the Tribulation Fire Zone, but I’ve never heard her na before…”
“She has no na,” replied the Icebreaker High Priest.
“No na?”
“She was once the saintess of Dust Tribulation Fire. After erging from the Silent Spiral, she mastered a miracle that concealed her na, allowing her to evade nearly all reconnaissance miracles. Moreover, she doesn’t use a code na for herself, nor does she respond to any title-she’s a true naless one.”
“How do you know so much about her?”
“My forr cult was an enemy of the Tribulation Fire Temple. When she appeared as the saintess, I made several attempts to assassinate her, but each ti she managed to evade
for various reasons. In battle, she left no survivors, consistently ambushing our forces, and gradually depleting our cult’s strength. Eventually, the Tribulation Fire Temple took the offensive against us, and with the disappearance of our Demi-God, our cult was destroyed,” the Icebreaker High Priest recounted. “At that point, the Four Pillars Cult took
in, and filled with resentnt, I offered strategies to Tactile Sense, hoping one day to see the fall of the Tribulation Fire Temple. However…”
The Light Spiral High Priest understood the complexity of his feelings: while the Tribulation Fire Temple was indeed destroyed, it had nothing to do with him. The adversary who had caused him countless troubles had instead beco a colleague, far surpassing him in power and even receiving greater favor from the Four Pillars.
Perhaps that was why Tactile Sense sent him… The Light Spiral High Priest continued to ask, “Surely you had so way to refer to her? Did you really just call her ‘that person,’ ‘that woman,’ or ‘her’?”
The Icebreaker High Priest nodded. “Pretty much, because she once followed the Dust Tribulation Fire Demi-God, we referred to her as the saintess of Dust Tribulation Fire. Later, after she joined the Four Pillars Cult, the Tribulation Fire Temple stripped her of her surna, so we called her the Silver Lantern saintess.”
“Silver lantern saintess?”
“In the Tribulation Fire Temple, a Holy Son is called a golden lantern, while a saintess is referred to as a Silver Lantern. However, there were multiple Holy Sons and saintesses, so this na was not exclusive to her,” the Icebreaker High Priest paused, then suddenly chuckled, “but now all the Holy Sons and saintesses of the Tribulation Fire have been slain by her, and she remains the lone Silver Lantern saintess-though she is soon to reunite in the Virtual Realm with those comrades she betrayed.”
Whoosh.
The two High Priests suddenly felt a chill at their backs, a cold sensation piercing through their bodies. They looked down to see a hand of blue fla breaking through their chests. Their blood froze into ice, and the cold fire spread through their veins to every corner of their bodies, even their eyeballs began to frost over!
Activating their sanctuary now would be too late; the sanctuary couldn’t protect their insides!
But how was this possible? They had personally torn their target to shreds. Unless it was the legendary Ti Sect Miracle of “Localized Ti Reversal,” or the Physical Sect’s legend of “Blood Rebirth,” resurrection from being reduced to a bloody mist should be impossible-
Bloody mist?
They montarily dazed, realizing that the floor and desk were spotless, without a trace of blood or gore. But how could this be, given the ss from her shattered head? What about the blood that sprayed when they tore her apart?
They blinked, seeing that what they mistook for blood was rely wood grain, shadows, and tile patterns. Why had they been so deceived?
“I’m not particularly fond of the title ‘saintess.’ If you insist on calling
sothing,” her voice crackled with distortion, “you can call
Silver Lantern.”
“On second thought, forget that. I would prefer that there’s no information about
in your Sorcerer’s Handbook.”
With great difficulty, the two High Priests turned their heads and saw a spectral figure of blue fla extending a hand towards them.
Dust Tribulation Fire Demi-God!
Sally’s heart sank. Through the Light Sound Prism, she witnessed a sudden burst of blue fla on the ground, piercing through the backs of the two High Priests, leaving them no ti to activate their Sanctuary.
Without a doubt, this blue fla originated from the Dust Tribulation Fire Demi-God. But when did the target perform the Divine Hosting with it? Moreover, shouldn’t the Dust Tribulation Fire Demi-God be incapable of reviving soone with their head blown off?
Wait a minute, Sally suddenly rembered seeing the Dust Tribulation Fire Demi-God!
That Blue Fla Squirrel!
But the Blue Fla Squirrel was clearly in another part of the office, not involved in any Divine Hosting. What was going on here-
Sally suddenly froze.
She carefully observed the light sound prism, confirming that the only creatures in the office were the Flaming White Tiger, a rabbit, a lizard, and a snake. The squirrel that had been there monts ago was nowhere to be found.
A person who’s been shot in the head can’t survive; their soul quickly descends into the abyss…
Ordinary sorcerers can’t be resurrected by blood rebirth, but for a Demi-God, as long as their essence isn’t completely depleted, they can recover instantly…
At that mont, Sally felt a slight pressure on her annihilation sniper rifle.
Looking down, she saw a squirrel pressing down on her gun barrel.
In her astonishnt, she watched the squirrel transform into a young woman wearing glasses.
Though she had never seen her before and her appearance differed entirely from any known data, Sally realized that this was her assassination target, the naless one… or the na she’d just chosen for herself, Silver Lantern!
Silver Lantern brushed Sally’s gun aside with her right hand and gripped her throat with her left, her expression as calm as a lake.
Sally finally understood the magic’s secret: “You… turned the Demi-God into an avatar!?”
“Don’t panic,” Silver Lantern said calmly. “Compared to the tranquility of the Virtual Realm, reality is but a montary pain. Once you return to eternity, you’ll find it was all an illusion.”
Sally struggled to resist, but Silver Lantern’s hand held her throat like a vice, squeezing out a few words: “rcury Trojan Horse…”
“In fact, I’ve been considering whether to leave the Four Pillars Cult. Thanks to Tactile Sense for helping
make up my mind.”
Boom!
Suddenly, an explosion echoed through the night sky. Silver Lantern turned her head to see chunks of stone blasted from the hospital’s outer wall in the distance.
Although the darkness obscured the scene, she recalled that the blast seed to hit… the cell where those interdinsional travelers were being held.
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