Chapter 139: Angel Descends, Those Who Know Have Already Been Fired Up

“Sure enough, it still came to this step.”

Lynn’s consciousness rippled.

Back then, he had sent Avril to Lemon Port.

Rather than once again consuming Holy Radiance to condense a one-time-use avatar.

It was precisely because he had valued the unique advantage of the Divine Blessed.

Believers like Avril and Liz, who had been formally granted titles by him.

Had established a connection with him far deeper and more enduring than any avatar.

An avatar was like a disposable tool—once used, it dissipated. The farther it was from the main body, the harder it was to maintain.

But the Divine Blessed were like living coordinates and vessels.

He could continuously bestow power upon the Divine Blessed from afar.

And when necessary—like now—directly take over control!

This was far more flexible and covert than sending an avatar with fixed strength, incapable of replenishment, and liable to be exposed.

Now.

The situation at Lemon Port had clearly exceeded the limit of what Avril could handle alone.

The Holy Light Grenade 1.0 had severely damaged the Insect Tide.

But the remaining number of Black Insects was still enormous, not to mention those abnormally powerful Fourth-tier Black Insects.

The mercenaries were already at the end of their strength.

Not to mention…

“The real enemy isn’t these minor minions.”

Lynn murmured inwardly.

Through the unique perspective formed by his soul link with Avril.

His divine sense, which had grown far sharper after his Sanctuary advanced to Fourth-tier, had long since captured the presences hidden above Lemon Port—Melunus and the others!

Lynn had already guessed that once the matter escalated, it would inevitably draw out high-tier Undead.

But he had never expected the arriving “guests” to boast such a luxurious lineup!

“One Seventh-tier Undead Monarch, three Sixth-tier Undead Lords… they’re really giving me face.”

After his main body advanced to Fourth-tier, Lynn’s perception of energy levels had become far more precise.

He could now clearly distinguish the existence of a Seventh-tier being, no longer as vague as when he had first encountered Brian.

And the title “Undead Monarch” was something he had learned from Brian.

It referred to Undead overlords above Seventh-tier, true giants who commanded authority over a domain.

In addition, Lynn had already informed Brian of the appearance of the enemy’s upper echelon.

The reason was simple—he needed Brian’s combat power.

Right now, he felt confident he could handle three Sixth-tier opponents alone.

But as for that figure clad in a tattered gray monk’s robe, eyes closed as if in eternal prayer—he had no confidence at all.

“As I estimated, with my Fourth-tier main body, at most I can fight across tiers up to Sixth-tier.”

“There’s still quite a gap between me and a peak Seventh-tier Sanctuary like Brian.”

Lynn analyzed calmly.

He knew he had to buy Brian some time so he could reach the battlefield.

Meanwhile, a vast surge of Holy Light power had already poured into Avril’s body.

Completely taking over control—Lynn personally taking the reins.

After all, the upcoming battle would very likely exceed Avril’s understanding entirely!

…

On the battlefield, a sudden change erupted.

Those ferocious Fourth-tier Black Insects finally broke through the fragile defensive line desperately formed by Old Cat, Blood Blade, and the others.

Like streaks of black lightning, they lunged straight toward the unmoving Avril in the rear.

“Damn it! Miss Avril!” Old Cat’s eyes nearly split with fury, powerless to stop it.

Many mercenaries also witnessed this despairing scene.

As if already foreseeing the tragic sight of the beautiful and powerful female Magician being torn to pieces.

And once the employer died, this lucrative mission would be completely ruined.

At this point, however, it was hard to judge whether this mission had ever been good or bad…

Yet in the very next instant.

Every expression froze.

The faint white glow around Avril erupted without warning!

Transforming into dazzling, blinding golden light!

That golden radiance was so pure, so sacred—like a miniature sun born upon the battlefield!

The moment the light touched the Black Insects—

They managed only half a scream before trembling violently within the holy golden glow, their carapaces cracking, their bodies rapidly carbonizing from the outside in.

Finally, with a soft “puff,” they turned into four small piles of black ash, scattering in the wind.

Silence!

A deathly stillness!

Even the other Black Insects, which had been attacking madly, seemed stunned by the sudden sacred aura, their offensive momentum faltering.

All the mercenaries—whether locked in combat or wounded on the ground—stared wide-eyed.

They looked in disbelief toward the gradually condensing golden light at the center.

Only to see Avril—or rather, Avril under Lynn’s will—

Slowly rising into the air, about ten meters above the ground.

Her previously exhausted expression had turned calm and majestic.

Within her violet eyes flowed faint golden light, as though containing endless stars.

The aura she now emitted was no longer the mana fluctuations of a Third-tier Magician.

It was vast, exalted, awe-inspiring—holy pressure that compelled reverence and prostration.

“Th-this is?!”

Old Cat’s hand trembled as he gripped his slender sword.

He had traveled the continent for years and seen many powerful figures, yet never had he felt such lofty presence.

“An Angel! It’s Lord Angel!!”

An excited shout that nearly broke into a crack shattered the silence.

Ulf, the burly man, dropped to one knee with a thud.

Quite skillfully, he pressed his right hand to his chest, his face filled with fanaticism and devotion.

And toward the floating Avril, he shouted excitedly, “Miss Avril is actually a Divine Blessed, and now Lord Angel has descended upon her!”

“Brothers! We’re saved! Lord Angel has descended!”

The mercenaries from Oak Town, who had personally witnessed Angelic miracles before, also erupted at once.

They shouted as if pumped full of stimulants, “Great! It’s truly Lord Angel!”

“Exactly! I will never forget this sacred aura and pressure!”

“So the employer Miss is a Divine Blessed~~ You should’ve said so earlier! I’d have done this mission for free!”

“Bah! I think you’re just lusting after her body, you lowlife!”

“Praise Lord Angel! Slaughter these Undead scum!”

The morale of Oak Town’s mercenaries skyrocketed instantly.

Their exhausted bodies seemed infused with fresh strength; their strikes against the Black Insects grew even fiercer.

Their mouths never stopped shouting praises and slogans.

As for the mercenaries from Lionheart City, White Rock Fort, and other towns—

Who had half-believed and half-doubted the rumors about “Angels” and Holy Light Town—

They stood utterly dumbfounded, staring at one another.

“A-An Angel? Divine descent? What is all this?!”

“Have they gone mad? Why are they suddenly so fired up?!”

“But… that light just now, and instantly killing Fourth-tier Black Insects—that’s definitely not something ordinary magic could do, right?”

“Could Angels really exist? Were the rumors from Oak Town true?”

Suspicion, shock, curiosity, and a thread of hope born from surviving calamity intertwined across the mercenaries’ faces.

They looked at the sacred and inviolable “Avril” suspended in the air.

Then at their excited Oak Town companions.

It felt as though they had missed out on immensely important information, completely out of place.

Yet they could not help being drawn in by that sacred aura, a strange reverence rising within their hearts.

Old Cat took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart.

As an experienced leader, he quickly assessed the situation. “Don’t just stand there! Tighten the defensive line!”

“Protect—uh, protect the area around Miss Avril! Create space for Lord Angel!”

Though he did not fully understand what had happened.

Ulf and the others’ reactions, along with the unbelievable scene before him,

Made him choose to believe this might be the key to turning the tide!

As for Avril in midair, she slowly raised her eyes.

Those golden-flowing pupils swept indifferently across the remaining Black Insects on the battlefield.

Finally, her gaze turned toward the sky above Lemon Port.

With just that single glance—

It nearly frightened Melunus into falling straight out of the air.

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