Chapter 177: Holy Spell
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!"
Vlad watched with cold satisfaction as the Level 11 Fire Elemental exploded into smithereens, the blast sending shockwaves through the air, obliterating warriors crashing through the gate and incinerating mages atop the walls. The ground shook violently, and a blinding flash of light illuminated the entire battlefield, casting an eerie glow on the carnage below. Flames roared to life, consuming everything in their path, while debris rained down.
His smile widened as a torrent of Origin Force rushed toward him, surging into his Soul Dimension. The energy washed over him, healing his wounds and revitalizing his strength.
’I guess it was technically an alien,’ Vlad mused briefly, immediately channeling the Origin Force into his body and energy pool, improving his condition and replenishing his reserves.
The explosion had been devastatingly effective. Vlad noted with satisfaction that no more warriors or mages emerged from the fortress, seemingly trapped inside by the flames. Just as the thought crossed his mind, his instincts screamed danger, and he watched in shock as a figure began to walk across the fire covering the northern wall of the Strong Hammer Military Base.
A radiant white light surrounded the figure, protecting him from the searing flames. His presence was commanding, and his energy pool seemed to reach an incredibly high level, evident from the immense radiation emanating from his body. The air around him shimmered with power, making him appear almost divine.
The figure was neither a warrior nor a mage. Clad in pristine white robes and wearing a papal tiara, the old man exuded an aura of authority and serenity. His kind smile contrasted sharply with the destruction around him as he glanced at Vlad and the Royal Guards.
The old man’s eyes gleamed with benevolence as he raised his scepter, not showing any form of killing intent. In his mind, he was doing a service to the world by cleaning the filth.
"RUN!" Vlad felt his instincts scream in utter terror as he focused on the old man, shouting for the Royal Guards to continue running as fast as they could.