Chapter 915: Chapter 643: Attack_3 Chapter 915: Chapter 643: Attack_3 “—————!”
At the sa ti, the Drow Mage at the back completed his spell. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the distant construct creature. A massive force of magic coalesced in the air and ca crashing down onto the body of the construct. This strike, filled with all the mage’s might, was powerful enough to destroy an entire tower. However, when the destructive magic hit the construct, it had no effect at all, not even causing it to wobble.
“It’s immune to magic!”
This discovery shocked the Drow Mage. He hastily raised his hand, trying to use other magic for another attempt——but in the next mont, the roaring War Hamr, like a speeding truck, struck the Drow Mage head-on, smashing him to death against a corner of the wall, turning him into a mangled ss of blood and flesh.
“Damn!”
The loss of a powerful mage was not good news, and the Second Clan’s priest, watching this scene, clenched her teeth and began to mutter lowly. But that wasn’t the end, for at that mont, she saw the giant construct turn its head and look towards her——Its crimson eyes shone with a cold light that even made her feel a chill at the bottom of her heart.
Suddenly, the construct leaped forward, pouncing towards the priest.
“Don’t even think about it, you soulless waste!”
Wielding the six-headed snake whip in her hand, the priest roared and lifted it up towards the construct, unleashing her faith and the divine power of the Spider Queen, blasting it straight at the enemy before her.
However——the crimson beams, just like the previous magic, completely dissipated before reaching the construct.
Before the priest had ti to react, she saw the massive foot of the construct bearing down on her.
“Boom——!”
The next mont, everything once again returned to silence.
The battlefield outside was a scene of devastation, while inside the holy sanctum, the struggle was equally fierce.
“Oooh——ah————!”
Kneeling before the holy statue of the Spider Queen, Lady Sinafi’s face contorted as she prayed for the Spider Queen’s protection, trying to fend off the psychic blast from the High Priest of the Second Family. The shimring protection of divine arts wandered throughout the sanctum, repelling wave after wave of attacks.
But for Sinafi, it was still a daunting task. In the past, her most cherished daughter, Fiona, would share the burden. But now, with the “accidental” death of Fiona, Sinafi had to bear the brunt of the attacks from the void herself.
How much longer must she hold out? How much longer until victory was hers?
Or was what ca next, defeat?
Sinafi heard footsteps in the hallway, and at the sa ti, the psychic attacks of the Second Family seed to have ceased. She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her head, and looked towards the grand door, waiting for the final verdict. Then she saw the door pushed open, and Philray entered, followed by a construct sared in blood from head to toe.
“The Second Family has retreated, Mother!”
Philray’s eyes shone with excitent.
“They’ve retreated, the offensive has failed!!”
“Really?”
The answer brought a joy to Lady Sinafi that made her stand up to et her daughter. She saw Philray walking towards her with glowing eyes and an excited smile, growing faster and closer.
Even a bit too close.
When Sinafi noticed this, Philray suddenly extended her right hand, and the short sword marked with the Spider Queen’s emblem plunged into Sinafi’s chest.
“You————!”
Sinafi looked at Philray in shock, unable to believe that her youngest and most timid daughter would do such a thing.
But what she saw was only Philray’s cold sneer.
“It was I who found the construct, Mother,” Philray whispered into Sinafi’s ear.
“The Spider Queen’s grace is with , not you. Haven’t you realized yet? I am the true matriarch of the Third Family, and you… should step down.”
“I… not… foolish…”
Sinafi opened her mouth, but the blood flowing back made it impossible for her to speak. She saw the construct behind Philray and, astonished, saw a grim and terrifying smile on its cold face.
Was that truly the Spider Queen’s grace?
Or… a curse?
The next mont, Sinafi’s body fell heavily, while Philray raised her right hand high——in her grip, the short sword now clearly held a heart.
“Praise the Spider Queen!”
Very good.
Watching Philray, covered in blood and laughing maniacally, Duanmu Huai raised an eyebrow.
Everything was going smoothly.
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