Light divine spells were quite ordinary.

  Ordinary in a neutral way, not a negative way.

  Unlike the Mage’s eight schools of magic, light magic was, in essence, somewhat similar to elven magic.

  One type included all the functions of magic.

  Healing, defense, summoning, single target, control, area of effect, and so on. What normal magic could accomplish, light magic could also, and there didn’t seem to be any difference. But the substantive difference was still there; if light magic had enough breadth, then normal magic had both breadth and depth. The eight schools of magic, no matter which one, an ordinary Mage could never finish studying it in a lifetime.

  Genius Mages could be proficient in two or three schools at the same time.

  But there was a great advantage to light divine spells earlier on; it was easy to get started.

  As long as you were willing to believe in the Goddess of Light and pay a certain amount of faith to become a believer and a Priest of light, you would “automatically” learn light divine spells.

  The more devout you were in your faith, the more light divine spells you could learn.

  And the faith of most of these people in the Inquisition had even reached an abnormal point.

  Their average level of divine spells was a great deal above that of other orthodox Priests.

  So these five hundred or so people, firing off offensive light divine spells in unison, made it sound like ten thousand cannons firing in unison.

  The barrage of attacks nearly demolished Stephanie’s entire manor in just a minute.

  The beautiful gardens, exquisite little buildings —all in ruins.

  The Warriors and Priests protecting Stephanie had suffered heavy losses.

  Over half of them had died and a large number of serious injuries left the morale of the entire group at a low point. The remaining soldiers who were still alive had no desire to fight, and while they did not flee, they no longer dared to rush forward. Orlanto, who was helping to heal four seriously wounded fanatics, saw that the entire manor had been pockmarked and draped in smoke and dust, and had no idea whether the First Princess Stephanie was dead or alive.

  He almost felt like interrupting the treatment and rushing over to beat Thomas up.

  But compassion for life prevented him from doing that.

  He could only crouch where he was, gritting his teeth.

  “Refreshing!” Thomas chuckled. “That’s how it should be. Kings, princesses, and whatnot, none of them are as honorable as us believers of light. Director Macaron is still the greatest. The Pope and the Holy Lady are cowardly; we will force them to move on.”


  Next to him, an orthodox believer inhaled and asked, “What if something happens to the First Princess?”


  “It doesn’t matter if she’s dead or alive.” Thomas used his right hand to brush his hair back in a swept-back style. “We just need an excuse, and it just so happens that the excuse came.”


  This orthodox believer was still a little worried. “Then what if the royal family and the Association of Mages join forces at the same time?”


  “What if they join forces?” Thomas snorted. “Boss Macaron wants to be the Pope-we have more than a billion believers, a universal army; even the Fareins Kingdom is no match for us. It’s time to establish an earthly divine realm and spread the glory of the Goddess instead of relying on the charity of others as we do now.”


  This orthodox believer imagined the birth of the divine realm, and then his expression became frenzied. “Indeed, we need a divine realm of light.”


  He laughed aloud and turned from an orthodox believer to a fanatic in the blink of an eye. His whole body emitted heated golden light. Thomas didn’t speak in a low voice, or rather he didn’t deliberately lower it at all.

  So Orlanto also heard it.

  He was filled with horror. “So that’s what you’re planning, to establish an earthly divine realm to overthrow the Fareins royal family?”


  He now finally understood why the Inquisition had acted so impulsive and aggressive these past few days.

  It turned out that they already had a plan and were just waiting for an opportunity.

  “An island can’t have two dragons unless one is male and one is female.” Thomas looked back at Orlanto. “It’s bad that the capital has three major powers in the city. Those secular people, who are they to bask in the light of the sun with us? They’re not light believers.”


  Orlanto murmured, “But this is the mercy of the Goddess, mercy for the world, regardless of status or race.”


  “So they’re ingrates.” Thomas snorted as he looked ahead at the dissipating smoke. “It’s troublesome that they are ungrateful, unwilling to convert, much less die, having been given the gift of our Goddess, the warmth of the sun.”


  Orlanto felt that now, for the first time, he recognized what kind of people these so-called fanatics were. “Do you really want to start a war?”


  “You won’t move until we push you a littleyou’re too weak, you need us to infuse you with courage and boldness.” Thomas added in a murmur, “Even if you hate us, it doesn’t matter.”


  “You have succeeded.” By now the four fanatics that Orlanto was treating had gotten better, their injuries had been suppressed and they didn’t need his utmost protection anymore, so he stood up and slowly walked toward Thomas. “Now that we have attacked the First Princess’s manor, with her survival being uncertain, the royal family is bound to become hostile.”


  Thomas smiled smugly. Orlanto took a deep breath. “So what do you plan to do next? Any immediate plans?”


  “You’re willing to join us?” Thomas asked, somewhat surprised.

  Orlanto stood next to Thomas. “I do not approve of your actions, not at all. But it’s done, and the war with the royal family is a sure bet. Instead of holding you accountable, it’s better to take your job and do it properly.”


  Thomas froze for a moment, then laughed aloud.

  He grabbed his head with his right hand and laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.

  After ten seconds or so, he turned around, knelt on one knee facing Orlanto, and said with a frenzied expression, “As expected of the children favored by the Goddess, Sir Orlanto, please command us.”


  “Alas, the divine realm on earth.” Orlanto said after a moment’s thought as he looked at the manor ahead, “Send a team to go into the manor to clear the remnants of the enemy; don’t kill those who surrender, kill those who resist, and see if we can find the First Princess.”


  “Sir, you think she is still alive?” Thomas frowned as he looked at the manor. “After such an attack? It’s unlikely. The First Princess is not known for her strength.” “But she has two very powerful people with her.” Orlanto froze, then he closed his eyes. “As expected.”


  By now the smoke had faded, and deep in the manor, there was a blue magic barrier with four figures faintly inside.

  Roland was standing in the barrier, surrounded by Andonara, Stephanie, and Lady Bluebird.

  As the enemy began to attack, he held up a barrier to protect Stephanie. Then Andonara carried Lady Bluebird, who she protected with her own body, and ran to the barrier amidst the frenzy of light divine spells.

  In reality, Andonara was not afraid of these light divine spells. She was already strong and now she had Phoenix’s essence to boost her strength further.

  The Great Swordsman’s magic resistance was extremely strong to begin with, and so was the Hero’s, and with the addition of the essence……

  With all three stacked together, normal magic did not affect her at all. She wasn’t afraid of low-level divine spells, but it didn’t mean that Lady Bluebird wasn’t. Nor did it mean that Roland wasn’t afraid.

  So she was going to stay by these three, and in case the barrier didn’t hold, she would use her body to block the spells for Roland first.

  Fortunately, Roland had studied magic for so long and was dedicated to strengthening his magic cap to hold up the magic barrier, or a Magic Shield, as a means of protection.

  Even a god wouldn’t be able to break his defenses until his magic power was used up.

  Looking at his magic bar, which was already more than half consumed, Roland took a deep breath.

  “Anna, later I’ll open the barrier, you rush up and interfere with their actions. Don’t let them cast divine spells that can interfere with spatial jumps,” Roland said lightly. “Also, don’t fight head-on with that Saint Samurai. You can indeed beat him, but I’m afraid that after you cut him down, the Goddess of Light will descend, and that would be a problem.”


  “That means that the other Priests of light are at my mercy?” “Yes, except for the Saint Samurai, you can kill them all.” Roland continued, “When we leave, you head outside the city and I’ll come back for you after I’ve teleported them both to safety.”


  “No problem.” Andonara subconsciously licked her lips.

  She didn’t like fighting, nor did she like killing.

  But whoever dared to touch her man and her friends, she would cut down.

  And at that moment, Stephanie was on the side, her hands clenched into fists. Her otherwise big, beautiful eyes were bloodshot. “I’m not leaving; this is my home, how can I leave!”


  “Where there’s life there’s hope.” Roland rested his hands on Lady Bluebird and Stephanie’s bodies. “Anna, I’m going to open the barrier.” Andonara put her right hand on the hilt of her sword. “No problem, open it.”


  At Roland’s thought, the barrier instantly disappeared.

  At the same time, a huge, golden ball of light with a long flaming tail suddenly came from the opposite side.

  “Sun Collapse!” Roland lightly snorted. “The Saint Samurai has really taken the side of the attackers.”


  Roland didn’t find it strange, because no matter what, these people were part of the Temple of Light, and there were hundreds of them. They had even attacked the First Princess’s manor. By the looks of this, they were coming to kill the First Princess. If he were Saint Samurai Orlanto in this situation, he would have had to help the attackers as well.

  After all, it had gotten to the point where it was almost irreversible.

  It would be better to just follow through.

  This was no longer a matter of good or evil, but a matter of position.

  The huge golden ball of light was flying in midair. Andonara transformed into a white shadow and rushed forward.

  Then the longsword was unsheathed and the blue sword aura sliced the entire ball of light in half, and then the ball of light disappeared.

  The Saint Samurai saw this and immediately froze.

  Sun Collapse was a fairly powerful area-of-effect spell among the light divine spells, and it was explosive.

  But this woman cut it in half with a single slash and dispelled Sun Collapse.

  This wasn’t something that ordinary people could do.

  Just when Orlanto froze, Andonara’s gaze shifted to him.

  A morose coldness shone in her pretty, peachy eyes.

  “This is bad!”


  Just by looking at the other party’s aura, Orlanto already knew that this woman was definitely at the Legendary level.

  When did Stephanie get a Legendary-level bodyguard on her side?

  The thoughts in his head were lightning-fast and his instinctive reactions didn’t fall behind either as he roared, “Open the United Light Barrier, this woman is not……”


  No sooner had he said that than the woman swished over.

  The Warrior’s skill, Charge!

  Almost all Warriors knew this skill, but there was a difference between fast and extremely fast in their Charge.

  Andonara’s was the extremely fast kind.

  As soon as he heard the swish, Andonara had rushed before Orlanto and then raised her leg and kicked hard.

  The movement was so fast that no one could see it. Orlanto had just noticed that there was someone in front of him, then his entire body flew back.

  He knocked into a dozen of the inquisitors behind him before he stopped.

  He felt a loss of air in his chest, and then he saw that more than four hundred people had united to form a light barrier, enveloping him in it.

  Enveloping them all in it.

  It’s safe now…… A barrier formed by over four hundred people couldn’t be broken by the average person.

  Only then did he dare to look toward his body, and he was shocked. On the light golden iron armor that had been enhanced by the Body of Light was a footprint that was a centimeter deep.

  She damaged the Body of Light?

  Orlanto jerked his head up and looked at Andonara in disbelief. This woman, a peak Legend, is already close to a Demigod?

  How can that be!

  He felt a sudden uneasiness, a profound anxiety.

  About then, Andonara looked at the barrier in front of her and kicked it hard.

  There was a loud bang, and the ground around the barrier formed spidery web-like cracks, but nothing happened to the barrier at all.

  There was even a recoil, causing Andonara to take a half-step back.

  Andonara narrowed her eyes slightly as a large number of blue flames began to appear on her body. The flames grew stronger and stronger, turning into huge clusters of fire and finally forming a giant blue firebird nearly three meters tall.

  Andonara was right in the center of this firebird.

  “Phoenix?”


  Orlanto froze, and then a look of horror came into his eyes.

  Andonara drew her sword and struck with a horizontal slash.

  There was no earth-shattering sound, no exaggerated special effects.

  As a Saint Samurai, Orlanto felt an overwhelming fear arise in his heart.

  He dropped to the ground.

  Then he saw the blue firebird spread its left wing and sweep forward.

  The blue sword aura cut open the powerful United Light Barrier and flew forward ten meters like a piercing wind.

  The barrier was no more.

  It shattered like pieces of glass.

  At least hundreds of bodies were cut in two by this blue sword aura.

  More than a hundred bodies flew up and a sky full of blood rained down.

  Orlanto’s whole body was drenched with blood, and he stood up, at a loss, looking at the blue firebird in front of him.

  First, he was confused, then he was furious. “How dare you!”


  Andonara smiled coldly, and even though her expression couldn’t be seen through the flames, her emotions had been conveyed.

  “Take a look at these dead and wounded soldiers in the manor. I would like to ask you, how dare you!”


  Orlanto was at a loss for words. His rage turned into dismay.

  He was a Saint Samurai…… he understood good and evil.

  At this moment, Thomas, who’d also risen from the ground, looked at the corpses of his fellow believers. His eyes turned to Andonara and he charged forward frantically while roaring, “You damned infidel, die!”


  A light spear coalesced in his hand.

  Andonara waved her right hand twice…… and Thomas instantly turned into four lumps of flesh.