Master the Abyss, starting from an apprentice priest.

Chapter 553 "Silver Blood Dragon" Hogsmos (Third update! Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Looking ahead, it was already a sea of ​​light that was constantly surging.

Franya only felt that her own spirituality was also surging.

Hot blood was rushing straight to her throat, causing her to gasp for air.

"Huh...huh..."

She was indeed tired.

Previously, she had almost overdrawn her energy to maintain and unfold the [Manifestation of the Unforgiven], and now she could truly feel the backlash-like pain from her soon-to-be-exhausted spirituality.

First, I felt dry mouth and then my whole body felt heavy as if it was filled with lead.

Franya endured this strange feeling.

She was fully mobilizing her remaining spiritual energy, and with the help of several sacred arts and powers that she had previously used to strengthen herself, she could quickly replenish her spiritual energy to a full level as long as she took a short rest.

And now, Franya no longer needs to strive to maintain the sphere of authority of [The Manifestation of the Unforgiven].

After the third level of Divine Manifestation is fully unfolded, she will regain her freedom of movement - having firmly nailed the "Dragon of Devouring" to death, she will be able to sustain herself for about ten minutes without the need for Franya after [Divine Manifestation of Unforgiveness].

After that, Franya can freely use other sacred arts and authority.

She then, after only a brief pause, began to pray new divine arts and authority.

And in Franya's physical senses, the deep spirituality that had previously made her perception hazy had been completely eliminated due to the successful imprisonment of the "Devouring Dragon"!
She regained her vision and clarity of perception.

She saw the other side of her field of vision - Archbishop Ross Carlos on the dragon's back, and he was also looking at her at this moment.

To be honest, if the archbishop had not used the Level III authority [Stigma of Cleansing] at the most critical moment, there would be no way that I could have fully launched the [Manifestation of the Unforgiven] so smoothly.

Franya gave Luo Xiu an approving and grateful look.

...That "Archbishop" does have a special talent for [Glory].

Even though he is not the true "Son of Glory", his talent is no less than mine.

Franya thought to herself.

She knew that the Level III authority of [Glory] was by no means so easy to master, and that Luo Xiu was at the "Fifth Fate" level not long ago, and at most Archbishop Sid would grant him Level II authority.

And Luo Xiu had just been promoted from the "Fifth Level Destiny" to the "Sixth Level Destiny", and the "Holy Court" had not granted him any Level III authority.

This means that the Level III authority he possessed was obtained through the "Authority Inscription·Gloriousness", because not long ago, Archbishop Sid did report to the "Holy Court" that Luo Xiu had obtained and mastered this skill from the Noble Temple...

"..."

Franya was thinking about this.

And in her eyes.

She also noticed that Luo Xiu nodded slightly towards her in response to her gesture.

Then, Franya lowered her eyes and stopped looking at him.

What she looked at next was the origin of the terrifying spiritual surge coming from the "scar" that she had sensed in the haze before.

Now that the hazy black fog was finally gone, she could see clearly what had happened on the devastated land below.

Then she saw that it was another huge, silver-white figure.

That's another dragon!
Although his body is not as big as the Devouring Dragon, it is big enough to fill two entire manors.

The most eye-catching silver-white color was His skin and scales. From a distance, it looked as if His entire body was made of pure silver.

He was raising his slender, sword-like bony dragon neck. On both sides of the dragon head were deep and empty eye sockets. He had no pupils, but instead had mottled and flickering strange silver and black.

At this moment, Franya vaguely saw that most of the flesh and blood on the body of the silver dragon had already completely rotted away, revealing its internal organs and bones.

That was a "dead dragon".

It is the same as the [Dead Dragon Cocoon] that is still preserved in the Val Fortress, but the scent emanating from this silver dead dragon is much stronger.

A deep burning fire was burning from His body, and from His dragon head, dragon spine, and wing tips, twisted horns overflowing with a deep liquid were growing.

That clearly showed that he was also a demon from the Abyss! His aura was so dense and deep, as if deep malice and resentment were accumulated in his body.

That terrifying aura belongs to the person of the "Chaos Spirit", that silver dragon - He is the new "True Ancestor Devil"!
"--roar!!!!!"

The rotten silver dragon was roaring towards the sky in the direction of Frya!

He has locked onto her - this was Franya's first feeling. At this moment, she recalled that when she had just unfolded the first level of the Holy Manifestation of the Unforgiven, He had already broken out of the "scar".

He must have been summoned by the Devouring Dragon - at that time, the Devouring Dragon had just moved from the body of the dragonborn Fafnir to that huge main body.

It was during that brief period when it was not under the control of [The Manifestation of the Unforgiven] that the "True Ancestor Demon" of the silver dragon appeared, and the first target He aimed at was Himself.

The Devouring Dragon wanted to wipe himself out first in order to interrupt the authority that could control him for a long time [Unforgiven Holy Manifestation] - he used his deep spirituality to obscure and seize his perception. If it weren't for the Shining Knights who were already on guard around the "Scar", he might have succeeded!
"..."

Franya thought with some fear.

She was still staring at the silver demon dragon, and saw that it tried to flap its huge silver wings and fly into the sky several times, but was stopped by the two "Glorious Knights" on both sides.

Behind Him, the abyss beasts and demons that had emerged from the "wounds" onto the ground, as if guided by some irresistible force, flooded towards the direction of the two Shining Knights!
……

When you see such a scene.

Franya raised her right hand slightly and grasped the scepter [Holy Silver Grip] that was floating in front of her again.

"——Azphir of the Four Wings."

"I pray that you will come!"

"..."

Franya began to pray, praying for the arrival of Azphiel, the "four-winged angel" with whom she had contracted!

Behind her, the illusory holy door was gradually opening.

The "four-winged angel" Azphiel, with whom she had contracted, had his sacred figure condensed from it.

Pale golden ripples are floating in the air, sacred music is lingering in the air, and the spirituality of [Glory] is holding Him up, carrying Him, and welcoming Him!
Finally, from the dazzling divine form of the "Four-Winged Angel" Azphiel came His voice filled with tenderness, love, and compassion.

"...I heard your call, Franya."

He has completely condensed the holy form.

At this moment, He was wearing a pure white skirt armor that shone with holy light, and holding the Radiant Sword that symbolized the "Holy Judgment" in His hand.

"Please help me, Azphir."

Franya softly opened her mouth and prayed to Him—

"'Original Demon', 'Devourer Dragon' Fafnir... and 'True Demon', I don't know what 'He' is."

"Please assist me, Azphiel!"

"..."

"Of course...Franya, my lovely child."

Archangel Azphiel, He responded so tenderly—

"I will help you clear the way and do anything for you."

He said with a smile.

Behind Him, four sacred wings that were emitting a pure and warm glow were gently draped over Franya's body, like a cloak woven of light, gently protecting her.

He raised the hand holding the holy sword high up, and an invisible and sharp aura emanated from the blade; with his other hand, he gently grasped Frya's soft and petite palm, and led her to hold the [Holy Silver Grip] and the divine scepter tightly.

Just like a warrior guiding a child who picks up a wooden sword for the first time.

And the next moment——

From Azphiel's holy sword, and from Frenya's scepter,

They all burst out with an incomparably hot and pure, pure white shining glow!
……

(End of this chapter)