A sharp wail, ford by high-frequency vibrating energy, echoed above the church, sothing no creature could produce.
The Priest Mo’en, his entire body encased in pink crystals, retained only a slight humanoid outline; otherwise, he was almost unrecognizable as human.
Clearly, the pain-filled wails he emitted and the blood-gushing wound on his neck showed that he still possessed the most basic pain perception, and his body wasn’t fully crystallized.
With keen observation skills and always emphasizing timing in combat, Xia Nan couldn’t possibly miss this opportunity where the opponent was paralyzed due to severe injury.
Especially having realized that the force field energy of the "Gravity Etching" had a special effect against crystallized beings; referencing the previous sword strike, another one would completely sever the opponent’s neck.
In the wolf’s howl, he raised his sword and stepped forward, seemingly about to strike down.
And it was at this mont.
Buzz—
A piercing noise frequency that had sounded many tis in battle, making Xia Nan instinctively feel uneasy whenever he heard it, erupted before him.
Centered on the gemstone in Mo’en’s chest, light flashed, and a semi-transparent pink protective shield suddenly expanded outward!
"Boom..."
The sharp sword blade struck it, but it felt more nauseating than cutting into cotton, with all the force absorbed quickly by the energy ripples raised on the shield’s surface, leaving without any power.
Even his sword-swinging body was pushed away by the expanding shield, like facing an incoming wall of light.
Xia Nan was forced to step back continuously.
When he finally escaped from the range of the light shield and stood firm once more, the distance between him and Mo’en was even greater than before.
"Again, this move..."
When with all the strength he currently possessed, he found himself unable to break through this layer of semi-transparent pink shield, it had already transcended nurical values, resembling more of a "chanism".
Whenever Mo’en released it, Xia Nan had to retreat, unable to truly get close.
Fortunately, his perception ability was sharp enough earlier to sense the energy surge in the air and retract the almost-released "Gravity Etching", preserving this precious last usage opportunity.
Moreover, this tactic seed not to be a regular skill for Mo’en, consuming just a bit less than the extrely terrifying power beam earlier.
After its release, the pink gemstone on his chest glead more dimly, almost about to extinguish.
This gave Xia Nan a slight sense of security.
With the last "Gravity Etching" in his grasp, he had quietly taken the initiative on the battlefield, rely needing to use the flexible maneuverability of "Teeth Hunting" to probe more, preferably draining the remaining energy within the opponent completely.
Thus, without the shield’s defense, the straight sword charged with force field energy could...
Rumble—
The abrupt trembling of the church shattered Xia Nan’s train of thought.
What emanated from Mo’en’s mouth seed not only painful lants; those sharp, ear-piercing high-frequency screams resonated with the entire church in waves.
Here, it was Mo’en’s domain.
Countless days and nights of devout prayers made him even more familiar with this church than his holand, which he had left many years ago.
And since the day of the "Miracle" arrival.
The church had beco the source of all his hope and motivation.
When he truly felt the pain from the wound at his neck, realizing how close "death" was, that all past efforts were about to be in vain.
Mo’en had nothing left to hold back.
"Zla."
A faint sound emitted from the white Holy Fla burning on the surface of the statue.
The goddess statue, quietly standing on the altar since the battle began, shook lightly under the resonance of the entire church.
Gray-white stone powder fell in streams.
An abnormal pink light, deep and shadowy like the dark sea depths, rippled up from beneath the stone-carved vines on its chest.
The statue’s shaking intensified.
Not just stone debris.
"Clack."
A crack appeared on the surface of the hand holding the rose bud.
Revealing beneath, a spot of pure and transparent pink.
Like so crudely made cent sculpture, the cracks rapidly spread with the resonating vibrations, branching like tree limbs, and finally transforming into pieces of falling gray-white skin.
It didn’t fall completely.
The rciful and great goddess, her solidified eyes wavering with white Holy Fla remained compassionate and rciful, bestowing her most generous blessings to all creatures.
Yet from the eyes downward, lips, chin, shoulders, and chest were already replaced by the splendid pink glow of the pure gemstone.
A bizarre exotic entity parasitized beneath the stone skin and divinity, revealing its true form in a mont of life and death.
Boom—
The pink energy surged violently, raising a fierce wave.
If earlier, Xia Nan’s "Dream Weaving Corridor" easily absorbed the faint water pattern flowing in the stream, now it was the fierce storm waves raised in the ocean depths.
The ferocious wound on the neck quickly stopped bleeding, the shattered pink crystal clusters under the force field energy grew and solidified, protecting the vulnerable flesh behind them;
The central pink Jadestone on his chest greedily absorbed the pink energy in the air, growing visibly more luminous in a charging fashion.
The painful connotation in the wail had vanished without notice, Mo’en stood still, the iris of his glowing eyes completely obscured, the crystal stone grains covering his body surface blossoming with pink light like breathing.
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