‎Uriel controlled dozens of the fallen knights swords with Aura. The moment she left the barrier, the swords began to mince the Corrupted into tiny pieces. Lenin on the other hand, used a powerful fire wall that waved toward the Corrupted, melting them into lumps of meat.

‎Thalior and the others watched the difference between masters and them. Thalior kept his eyes on Uriel and watched her massacre the Corrupted without hesitation. She minced everything that moved in front of her.

‎While they were watching the two masters eliminate the enemy, they felt a refreshing gush of wind from behind them. They turned around and saw a person riding a horse, entering the Mana barrier.

‎The person landed and pulled down the hood, revealing who it was. They were surprised, but then felt guilty, lowering their heads in shame. It was Astrea, and she looked at Theresa’s dead body on the ground.

‎Astrea went down to one knee and gently caressed Theresa’s hair. She didn’t show any expression, only the gentleness of her caress that showed how saddened she was to see a friend passed away.

‎”Your Holiness… We…” Thalior paused, unable to finish his sentence because of guilt. He didn’t even dare to look at Astrea’s eyes.

‎Astrea stood up and approached the survivors. She clasped her hands together, releasing divine power that was enough to heal everyone just like how Theresa did it. They were grateful, but they all bowed down to their knees, apologizing for failing to protect both Archbishops.

‎”You have lost more than me, it should be me kneeling in front of all of you for coming here late. I could save thousands of them, but I was too late,” Astrea went down to her knees and stared at them with a gentle gaze. “You have endured enough pain, and you have lost your friends, your sworn brothers and sisters…” she added, frowning as she looked at each one of them.

‎Nobody knew what to say because Astrea was right. They had endured so much that their reasoning slowly came back to their senses. They began to feel fear, regret, grief, and lastly relieved. Some began to cry, calling the names of their fallen brothers and sisters for failing to protect them.

‎While they were overwhelmed by their emotions, they heard loud explosions and sound barriers being torn apart. They snapped back to reality and watched Lenin fight against powerful demons in the air, not Corrupted.

‎Lenin created nine magic circle formation and released shapeless and colorless magic. It was wind magic that broke the sound barrier, destroying and cutting everything it touched. The demons managed to dodge it since they could trade Mana. However, Lenin didn’t let the chance go by casting another magic formation that released multiple lightning bolts simultaneously.

‎The demons dodged the wind magic only to be struck by lightning bolts. Only a few could dodge them, but it was already too late because Lenin had released extreme heat around them. The lightning bolts moved faster, rapidly, and more potent, zapping those demons a few times in less than a second.

‎Before the demons could recover, Lenin gathered the wind into a spherical ball. She fed the ball with more Mana while she forced it to shrink even smaller. The moment the ball could no longer contain the pressure, it exploded and destroyed the demons’ bodies until there was nothing left.

‎Lenin floated in the air, expressionless and no words needed to be said for what she had achieved. She looked down at the thousands of Corrupted that marched toward Uriel. She spread her arms and gathered as much Mana as she could, and then she began to create a Mana ball in between her hands.

‎Thanks to Astrea’s power, Novia regained consciousness from her Mana depletion state. She stared at her master, and she was confused by what Lenin was trying to do to gather that much Mana. She had never seen Lenin do something like that.

‎Once Lenin had gathered enough Mana into the ball, she used all her concentration to maintain its state. She closed her eyes and released the ball, throwing it down toward the army of the Corrupted.

‎Uriel who was busy massacring the Corrupted felt the immense amount of Mana from above. She saw the light blue ball coming down, and she didn’t think twice to run away while she minced the Corrupted that blocked her path.

‎The moment the blue ball of Mana hit the ground, it exploded without a sound. The blinding light, the explosion, the extreme heat and shock waves were enough to obliterate thousands of Corrupted. The silence was deafening, and the destruction made everyone speechless.

‎Astrea created a divine barrier under the Mana barrier that Lenin had made. Protecting the survivors from the blast that shattered the Mana barrier instantly. The divine barrier could barely withstand it, and it took a toll on Astrea’s body since she had to maintain the barrier on her own.

‎The explosion and the smoke in the shape of a mushroom went all the way up to the sky. Everything was flattened, turned into dust and not a single life or even the dead could survive that. Thalior and the others were petrified by the destruction power that made their hearts race faster than when they were facing death. They witnessed the opposite of creation, it was close to the power that was enough to bring extinction to this world.

Novia’s eyes were widened by the sheer power of her master, however, she had a doubt about this whole situation. She didn’t know what it was, but something told her that something wasn’t right.

Everyone looked up at the sky, they couldn’t see a single cloud in the night sky. The moons shone brightly which was stunningly beautiful and beautifully unnerving. No words could express nor thoughts that could process what they had witnessed.

“Are you okay, Lady Uriel?” Astrea asked as she stared at Uriel who had managed to enter the barrier before the explosion happened.

“I’m fine,” Uriel answered as she looked at the swords that floated around her, covered in blood and badly chipped.

On the other hand, the Prime Lord planned to watch from the side, to observe Uriel and Lenin’s power. He never thought that he would get harmed by the spell that Lenin had released. He felt pain because of the radiation that caused Mana depletion, sucking and devouring Mana within the nature and bodies of both the dead and the living.

“This power… no… this feeling…” The Prime Lord muttered as he looked down at his trembling hands, affected by the radiation. “This isn’t right…” He looked at the vast field that was filled with thousands of Corrupted a few seconds ago.

While the Prime Lord was deep in thoughts, he noticed something shiny appeared from the corner of his eye. He was surprised and unable to dodge the flying sword, stabbing him right into his chest. He then noticed dozens more of the swords flew toward him and were stabbed all over his body.

The Prime Lord was unbothered by it since no physical attack could harm him, however, he was wrong. He looked down at the swords that had been imbued with divine energy, burning him from within, but not to the point he found it threatening.

Before he could pull one of the swords out, Uriel appeared right above him with her cold and stoic expression. She swung her sword down with an immense amount of Aura on the blade. He blocked the attack with his left hand, but to his surprise, his left arm got cut off. He was stunned for a moment, and that moment was enough to give Uriel time to land another attack that decapitated him.

The headless body collapsed, but he didn’t die since he was never a living being in the first place. The body and the head turned into black mist, then it combined together and turned back into a body, connected the head and the body back.

“So it was you…” The Prime Lord stared at Uriel who controlled the swords on the ground and made them float behind her back. “So not all humans are that pitiful,” he muttered as he spread his arms and lit the ground around him with a black flame, turning the ground into a sea of flames.

Uriel opened her hands and then two swords landed on her hands for her to grab. She released a powerful Aura, enough to extinguish the black flames around her. She readied her stance with a stoic and cold expression, her breathing steady and calm. As soon as she put the weight on her right foot, the ground cracked and released a shockwave that extinguished the remaining black flames.

The Prime Lord was mildly shocked, however, since he had no face, only a dark abyss under the hood, Uriel couldn’t see it. He knew he couldn’t take Uriel lightly since he had observed enough that she was capable of harming him. Not only that, he saw Lenin floating in the sky, staring down at him with killing intent written in her eyes.

“You can’t run, demon…” Astrea said as she walked toward the Prime Lord. “We won’t let you leave this place alive,” she stood behind Uriel and stared directly into the Prime Lord’s eyes, resisting the torment of staring directly into the Prime Lord’s eyes as she created a big dome of divine power that was as big as a basketball court.

Lenin spread her arms and sparks of lightning came out from her fingertips. The sparks attracted the brewing storm above her as thunder began to rumble and flashes of lightning appeared beyond the whirlpool of dark clouds that seemed ready to obliterate whatever was below it. Lightning struck her fingertips and around her body, summoning a storm so immense it made the world feel small, enough to shatter sky and soul alike.

“Humans in this world are fascinating…” The Prime Lord said, leaning his body down as wings slowly ripped out from his back, the wings that were wide enough to cover the whole dome. He stretched the wings, and it was enough to crack the dome.

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