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Chapter 876: Chapter 250: Always Lose on the Left Side of the Chessboard Since Ancient Tis

A spear of light as brilliant as the noonday sun, descended from the heavens like divine punishnt.

It was like a rocket speeding up through the atmosphere, with each descent its luminescence intensified, its size expanded, and the complex runes upon it shone ever brighter.

By the ti it reached the ground, it had undergone two evolutions.

Its tail fla was a twisted, branching light, making it resemble a tree composed purely of light—

And its massive volu indeed resembled a giant tree falling from the sky!

The Eternal Pope rely looked up with a solemn expression at Perfect Man Blym, showing hardly any reaction.

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She raised her hand, and the rainbow-colored disc of light beneath her decomposed again into nine separate rings that floated up like springs, enveloping everyone outside.

Then, the ninefold light arrays suddenly flew out and reorganized themselves in the air.

A massive golden light array tilted upwards, suspended in all directions with smaller arrays of red, white, green, and yellow, four beams of light shooting into the massive array.

After a brief focusing, a column of brilliant golden light was instantly ignited!

With a diater surpassing twenty ters—it was less a spear and more a pillar holding up the heavens!

The radiant column of golden light rose with the force to shatter everything!

Aside from the power-up states that the Eternal Pope had just added, the other forces in the air were all smoothened and dissolved by the Force of Equilibrium.

One by one, the runes on the walls of the temple extinguished, and the cold flas in the corner that were as silent as a still picture flickered out. Like a massive blackout in a modern city, centered around their combat, all extraordinary forces were ruthlessly dispersed by the overwhelming Force of Equilibrium!

With just a mont’s delay, the light spear and the column collided fiercely!

It was undeniably—a clash at the Sixth Power Level.

For forces below the Sixth Power Level could not even approach the Light of Equilibrium that dispersed all extraordinary forces, and were crushed from a distance.

Yet even at the Sixth Power Level, there was a world of difference!

The raging winds that seed capable of tearing everything apart swept one-sidedly towards the sky.

The light column rely ascended slightly slower, while the magnificent and majestic light spear was shattering piece by piece. Though it was still regenerating… at this rate, in less than ten seconds, the light column would wholly swallow the light spear!

At this mont.

Perfect Man Blym in the high sky spread his arms to the sides, and a golden cross of light erged from behind him.

As he brought his arms together, two arc-shaped, colossal light blades, one on the left and one on the right, slashed downwards!

The light blades t no resistance and easily cut through the previously restraining walls of the Crown Lord Temple with smooth incisions—

But as they approached the light column from both sides, they rapidly shrank at a visible rate.

The light blades that would have easily sliced through kiloters when they hit the ground shrunk to just over ten ters by the ti they actually hit the column.

Instead of cutting through the column, the blades themselves completely disintegrated.

But this strike, it was like the tolling of a bell—with a resounding hum that echoed through the heavens, the trembling light column emitted invisible ripples, spreading outwards in all directions!

The Eternal Pope’s eyebrows knitted slightly, and with a thought, she sent out four rings that flew outside.

They landed on the ground in the east, south, west, and north, four light columns shot up, instantly establishing a solid barrier.

The barrier easily blocked the destructive, invisible ripples.

Yet the light column continuously pushed out by the Eternal Pope shrank by four or five folds—at first over twenty ters in diater, now it was reduced to only about four or five ters. Although still large, one could easily look up and see its boundaries.

As it suddenly shrank, the pace at which the still regenerating, still pressing down light spear disintegrated visibly slowed.

Aiwass’s eyes widened slightly.

He had seen this scene before—

Indeed, it was the sa as in the cutscene from that dungeon where the Perfect Human clashed with the Eternal Pope!

However, the Eternal Pope in that ti did not have such a delicate and tiny body… back then, she was much taller and her body was withered and rigid, her brownish skin making her look almost completely transford into a Treant, extrely unsightly. And the Light of Equilibrium she summoned was not as thick as it is now.

Back then, the Eternal Pope’s first counter-wave was on par with the team-wipe skill “Heavenly Light Spear”. When those two “Moonlight Blade Rings” flew by, the Light of Equilibrium was cut in half, and she had to hastily shift from offense to defense.

At that ti, seeing the Eternal Pope covered in sweat, Aiwass thought the Perfect Human was simply too strong.

But now it seems… perhaps it was because the Eternal Pope’s condition was much worse than it is now.

Today’s Eternal Pope, rely deploying an avatar, is enough to gain the upper hand in the fight against Perfect Man—she even has spare capacity to protect the surrounding sinners and structures from the fallout!

A thought struck Aiwass: “If I rember correctly…”

The weakness of a Perfect Human, it should be the fire attribute!

Just like how flas light up the night, and how flas drive away wild beasts—the power of the River of Creation cannot create creatures that are fearless of intense flas. Whether it’s the Son of the Moon or Werewolf, Monster or Magical Beast, or even Humans and Trolls, all fear the flas. The Trolls’ terrifying regeneration ability is also suppressed by the flas… however, the Giants, who evolved from Trolls, lack this weakness.

Dragons, resistant to fire, hail from the Path of Adaptation; Demons co from the Path of Transcendence… while Sea Creatures are of the Path of Dusk, or so to say, the Taboo Path.

Just as players jokingly say “thick fur is weak to fire”… in general, the more ferocious the magical beast, the more it fears flas.

And as a pure “Seed of Creation,” a Perfect Human is unable to overco this weakness too.

The reason Aiwass previously did not let the Defiant Fla Butterfly fight was mainly that The Great Tree is also weak to fire. Fla damage can easily spread nearby… but now, isn’t the Eternal Pope present on the battlefield?

In that case…

“Defiant Fla Butterfly—”

Aiwass called out the na of the Great Sin Beast with a raised voice: “Liya, Guiding Fla Stream!”

With a single thought from Aiwass, the Fla Butterfly that had fluttered up from his shoulder was swept into the fiery vortex.

The next mont, the fla vortex suddenly expanded, turning into four wings gradienting from red to black.

The edges of the wings were like black ashes, with golden-red, lava-like, cracked patterns atop them.

The Defiant Fla Butterfly Liya, nearly as tall as Aiwass, with black and red-dyed hair reaching her ankles, slowly opened her insect-like eyes, one could imagine, with dark red irises against a black backdrop. Her hands simultaneously rose high.

Golden-red flas gathered instantaneously into a beam and shot towards the sky!

The air was pierced by the beam of fire, creating a ring-like shockwave. Aiwass’s hair too was fluttered by the blast.

The nearby Honey Badger watched in utter shock.

Such trendous power…

It was remarkably pure, the Power of Devotion, from the Fifth Power Level, even possessing divine qualities!

…Could it be that Aiwass is indeed not a Moonlight Scholar?

But he seems to understand the Son of the Moon—he knows that Perfect Humans fear fire, otherwise, he could not have made such an attack.

Even the Eternal Pope seems not to know!

The Perfect Human revealed a hesitant expression at this strike.

He subconsciously wanted to flap his wings to dodge, but as if controlled by so consciousness within his body, he stiffened completely—by the ti he regained control of his body, it was already too late to evade.

Perfect Man Blym only had ti to shield his body with his pure white wings.

That was a defense thod very close to that of Night Fiends!

But under the scorching of the flas, his white wings gradually started to burn!

The Perfect Human swiftly realized his weakness was actually fire—but after the Guiding Fla Stream fully charged, it also suddenly doubled in thickness, turning from golden-red to platinum.

“Ugh—!”

The intense pain elicited a muffled groan from him.

A trace of disbelief crossed Blym’s eyes—why could that Aiwass harm ?

I am a Sixth Power Level, a Demigod who can wander freely in the Material Realm!

Wasn’t it agreed upon that the Extraordinary Powers of the Material Realm would all be ineffective against ?

He instinctively followed the fear erging in his heart, inwardly calling out the na: “My Holy Master, what should I do now!”

[Break out]

The chanical yet resplendent voice sounded: [Do not confront the Eternal Pope head-on, first try to see what else you are capable of]

“Try…?”

Perfect Man Blym hesitated.

[Use them all once—or shall we ask Loki?]

“No, I can do it, my sacred master—”

Blym refused “Aiwass” proposition without hesitation.

He would never forgive Loki!

A vile creature who deceived him and occupied his body!

Now that he had the opportunity to take back his body, he wanted to prove he was stronger than him!