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Chapter 272 Chapter271-The Invincible Devil, Divine Descent

With a thunderous boom, the fireball exploded, turning the entire Soulstone Temple into a furnace enveloped in billowing smoke.

Yet, as the smoke cleared, Ghana stood unscathed, a cold sneer gracing his face.

He raised his hand, and black light once again coalesced, firing towards Saphir like a bolt of thunder.

Saphir felt a tremendous sense of danger and attempted to dodge in a desperate flash of motion, but it was too late.

The black light struck him squarely, a formidable force piercing through him from head to toe, nearly robbing him of his ability to stand.

His face turned pale, and he spewed a mouthful of fresh blood.

His body threatened to buckle, but gritting his teeth, he mustered all his strength to maintain his stance.

Witnessing this, a surge of anger and despair welled up in the hearts of the other team members.

They realized that no matter how powerful the adversary, surrender was not an option.

This was the first Devil they had encountered since forming their elite team.

If they chose to give up at this initial stage, what would become of their confrontations with other Devils down the line?

"I'm fine, I can still hold on!"

Saphir clenched his teeth, forcibly swallowing the blood in his mouth, and reassured his teammates with a roar.

It was undeniable; he was incredibly tough.

Despite being a physically frail mage, he managed to remain upright against a ferocious blow from the Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana.

This tenacity could be attributed to his unorthodox approach to training, focusing not just on magical prowess but also on physical fortitude.

A glimpse at his rippling muscles was testimony to his substantial defensive abilities.

Ever since his wife and child were killed by AGHHO assassins a decade ago, Saphir had been relentless in honing his physical techniques.

He knew too well the vulnerability of a mage when faced with close-combat attacks; lacking substantial defensive capabilities and physical stamina would mean certain defeat.

This mindset had forged him into a mage with a robust physique, ready to stand ground in the direst of situations.

Saphir breathed a silent sigh of relief in his heart, acknowledging that it was his relentless training in physical techniques over the years that had saved his life on the battlefield today.

Hills raised his scepter high once more, ushering a burst of holy light.

With a healing spell, he temporarily alleviated Saphir's injuries, enabling him to continue the fight.

His voice echoed throughout the Soulstone Temple: "We cannot give up! For light and justice, for our homeland, we must defeat this damned Devil!"

In mid-air, Devil Ghana's eyes were still filled with contempt and disdain.

He truly had the capital to be arrogant.

Facing the onslaught of some of the most formidable humans grouped together, Ghana remained unscathed from beginning to end, with not even the slightest injury incurred.

Even his internal energy remained scarcely depleted.

The dark divine power continued to roll tumultuously, the pervasive darkness bringing endless despair to people.

Spurred by Hill's words, the team members' fighting spirit was reignited, as they unleashed even more potent skills and attacks.

Their silhouettes crisscrossed in the air, with sword shadows, flames, and arrows intertwining like a painting, engaging Ghana in a desperate struggle.

The battle reached a fever pitch, with everyone giving their all, vigilantly monitoring Ghana's attacks, striving to inflict even the slightest damage on the adversary.

Alcys unleashed a powerful sword technique, charging towards Ghana with endless courage.

The Magic Sword in his hands morphed into a swath of magical flames, cutting through the air as it lunged towards Ghana.

However, with a casual sidestep, Ghana dodged the flame-infused sword thrust effortlessly.

Following closely, Dragonfang emerged from the shadows, employing the agility and acumen unique to assassins, launching a lethal assault on Ghana.

His dagger glittered with a cold light, targeting Ghana's vital points.

Yet Ghana remained unmoved, the dark divine power around him swiftly fortifying to form a shield, effortlessly blocking Dragonfang's attack.

Hills raised his scepter, unleashing a wave of Holy Light energy, providing healing and protection for everyone.

He harnessed the energy within him, forming a massive halo that enveloped the Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana hovering midair.

Logically, Holy Light should be the ultimate restraint against all creatures of darkness, and Hills, the leader of the Holy Light Church's judiciary, had cultivated techniques against dark beings since childhood.

However, the halo crashed against Ghana like it had hit an unyielding wall, unable to penetrate through.

Seeing the repeated failures of the attack, Balga finally couldn't hold back a roar, suddenly leaping towards Ghana.

After a brief respite and gulping down various potions as if they were free, his physical strength and power had returned to their peak.

Yet, knowing that his teammates' attacks hadn't inflicted any damage on the Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana, Balga understood that he could no longer just play the role of a front-line tank.

A raging war intent ignited in his heart, prompting him to recklessly abandon his shield and rush into the battlefield.

He swung his massive battle-axe, tearing through the air to fiercely smash towards Ghana.

However, Ghana raised his palm expressionlessly, easily blocking Balga's attack.

"It's truly laughable, a group of mortals akin to ants, daring to challenge a deity... Since you have chosen such a rebellious path, then stay here forever," Ghana mocked while sweeping the three people who were close to him, sending them flying away with a wave of his hand.

From a distance, Yunis drew her longbow, shooting arrows towards Ghana like a downpour.

Yet, Ghana seemed as if he didn't see them, not dodging or evading, letting the arrows come his way.

The skulls floating beside him opened their massive mouths, and amidst the flicker of dark divine power, they swallowed the energy arrows coming their way.

Saphir, who was already preparing to evacuate the battlefield, saw this and forced himself to muster strength rapidly, chanting as he gathered roaring flames to form a massive fireball, fiercely flying towards Ghana.

The rolling fireball arrived, instantly illuminating the entire Soulstone Temple.

However, Ghana just sneered, raising his hand as a black light condensed again, meeting the attack head-on.

The black light collided with the fireball, engulfing it instantly, extinguishing the fiery glow.

A heavy feeling settled in Saphir's heart as he realized that his attack had hardly inflicted any damage on Ghana.

The other teammates also wore somber expressions, understanding that facing such a powerful devil required greater strength.

At this moment, Ghana suddenly raised his palm, the dark divine power erupting once more.

A black thunderbolt howled as it arrived, striking every member of the team directly.

One after another, Alcys, Dragonfang, Saphir, Balga, and Yunis fell to the ground, their bodies nearly shattered to pieces by the dark force, their blood staining the ground red as their souls screamed in agony.

The only person left unharmed was Hills.

It was not due to his formidable strength, but rather a special item he carried with him that shielded him from this lethal strike.

A delicate talisman shattered in mid-air, a protective charm specially designed by the Holy Light Church for the leader of its judiciary.

Capable of blocking a fatal attack at a critical moment...

Seeing his teammates gravely wounded, Hills felt a surge of anxiety in his heart.

Yet, having faced countless dark beings in battle, he knew well that panic would change nothing in this critical moment.

It would only disrupt his attack rhythm.

Therefore, he swiftly composed himself, raising his Scepter to initiate a Divine Descent.

[Divine Descent (Unique Skill): A special skill that can only be performed by a class exclusive to the church. Once activated, it allows communication with the deity they worship, borrowing a fragment of the deity's power to aid the host in overcoming the enemy. However, the host will experience severe weakness afterwards. System assessment: Divine power is beneficial, yet also a lethal poison...]

The experienced Soul-Devouring Devil Ghana instantly recognized Hills' preparation for Divine Descent.

He sneered disdainfully, "Foolish mortal, what do you think this will change? Even if the deity you worship were to appear here personally, I would not fear!"

Hills responded calmly, "I will not abandon even the slightest sliver of hope. The power of light will conquer the darkness!"

As time passed, Hills was finally ready.

He raised the Scepter in his hands, closed his eyes, and prayed silently.

Suddenly, a majestic and holy light descended from the heavens, enveloping Hills.

He felt a tremendous influx of divine power fill him, a force brimming with strength and hope.

Opening his eyes, a mysterious gleam flickered within.

He raised the Scepter, unleashing a dazzling Holy Light.

It engulfed the entire Soulstone Temple, gradually dissipating the dark divine power under its suppression.

Hills felt a massive enhancement in his power, a confident smile surfacing on his face.

He charged towards Ghana, the Scepter in his hand transforming into a pillar of light reaching for the sky, instantly hitting Ghana.

Ghana, experiencing an unprecedented force, was caught off guard, being thrown hundreds of meters away.

"You managed to directly borrow the divine power of the God of Holy Light? How is this possible?" Ghana expressed bewilderment, initially assuming that Hills' claim of initiating Divine Descent would, at most, borrow power from a low-ranking angel. That was why he had been so arrogantly dismissive.

Yet, unexpectedly, Hills had directly drawn upon the power of a higher deity, the God of Holy Light — a being capable of contending with the top three of the 72 abyssal devils.

Ghana, a mid-ranking Devil, was no match for the God of Holy Light, let alone now when he was grievously wounded...