Chapter 270: Empress Execution
Because by the time the first claw scraped against the stone, Bastet had made her move.
Her mana flared with terrifying intensity. Sunlight burst from her form like a solar flare. The dungeon’s cold gloom was banished in a blink.
"You taint this world with your mere existence!"
Bastet roared.
A literal roar: [Solar Roar].
A pulse of divine fury erupted from her throat, a shockwave of blazing sound and light that staggered the vampire and vaporized the dark mist pooling at its feet. Its call was cut short. The walls trembled from the impact.
"[Curse of Noon]," she hissed, raising one clawed finger.
A glowing mark flared on the vampire’s chest, burning through velvet and dead flesh. It tried to move, but its limbs had begun to tremble.
Bastet walked closer with disgust carved into every motion of her steps. Then she raised both hands and formed a radiant sigil in the air.
"[Anathema Ray]!"
A concentrated beam of solar punishment erupted from her palms, blinding in its brightness. It pierced the vampire through the chest, sizzling through bone and sinew. The creature didn’t even have time to scream again before the radiant energy burned it from the inside out.
It collapsed in a heap of blackened ash.