Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Chapter 72 Slaughter You
Bai Ling's long black hair was being dyed a layer of gold at an astonishing speed.

Moreover, the white veil draped over Bai Ling's shoulders was transformed into mithril armor, which shone brightly in the sunlight.

The luminous spiritual energy emanating from the air floated around her, transforming into golden musical notes of varying sizes.

Faintly, the sound of a woman humming echoed on the hillside.

At the same time, Bai Ling sensed that the dark magic elements repairing Hao Yue's body in the cave behind her were about to shatter due to the high concentration of light spiritual energy.

She quickly roused herself and used the pure white wings that materialized on her back to gather all the scattered light magic elements.

Behind Bai Ling, her pure white wings were thus tinged with a layer of gilded light.

She sensed it briefly and realized that her strength had reached the peak of the seventh rank.

If you unleash your full power, you can maintain that state for about half an hour.

"Sis, you've turned into an angel?"

After putting on his gear and calming Haoyue down, Long Haochen stepped out of the cave and stared blankly at Bai Ling.

The current Bai Ling looks exactly like a seraph descending from the angelic kingdom to hell, and the knight's holy sword she wields is one he has never seen before.

As he got closer, Long Haochen realized that his sister's armor was entirely formed from the power of light and spiritual energy.

Bai Ling stood calmly on the hill, her pure and indifferent eyes, devoid of any human emotion, slowly looking at the army of the undead. "Be careful, they're coming."

The next second, a cool breeze brushed against my face, carrying a faint, fishy stench that was hard for ordinary people to detect.

"coming!"

Suddenly, the black skeleton that had climbed up the hill first roared and charged over.

"Die, you ant."

Just as the black skull's claws were about to touch Bai Ling's face, a golden light blocked the attack from the filthy creature in front of her.

A golden-haired angel, clad in silver armor and floating in mid-air, has descended!
A golden longsword emerged from the void and pierced the head of the black skeleton army in front, splitting the broken skull in two.

Seeing this, the black skeletons that had surrounded the seraphim from both sides launched another surprise attack on the seraphim, who was radiating an aura of light and spiritual power.

Bai Ling showed no fear. She raised her sword high and relied on instinct to easily navigate the black ocean.

Golden sword marks pierced through the black skull's body, from its shoulder to its abdomen, bursting forth with a dazzling light.

In the blink of an eye, the first undead to climb the hill died under Bai Ling's blade.

"Do you want to continue?"

Bai Ling's voice was amplified by the golden notes, drifting downwards and affecting the minds of the undead army.

Below, the black skeletons that were charging forward exchanged glances and stopped almost simultaneously.

They raised their magical weapons high and swung them forcefully at Bai Ling.

Unfortunately, the sacred fire that descended from the sky devoured all the weapons they threw at them, turning them into dust.

Long Haochen, who killed a lone black skeleton with his Retribution Paladin skills, realized just how strong his sister was.

The black color on these skeletons is not the original color of their bones, but rather a layer of dark spiritual energy attached to them.

The nauseating fishy smell almost made him vomit on the spot.

Fortunately, Bai Ling had been keeping a close eye on Long Haochen's situation. Seeing that her younger brother was not good at fighting undead creatures, she subconsciously activated the light spiritual power within her body and shared a portion of it.

Unfortunately, Long Haochen is still too young, and his strength has only just reached the fourth rank. It's already quite an achievement that he didn't fall behind in his first battle against a dark-attribute undead.

Just as Bai Ling was casting a blessing on Long Haochen, a vicious aging curse was unleashed by the mage from within the black skeleton army below.

The necromancer's target was not the white spirit blocking the front of the army, but the boy standing behind the humans.

Black spiritual energy swept past, and just when the necromancer thought the black-haired boy was doomed, the white spirit moved.

Pure white feathers made of spiritual energy protected Long Haochen's body, and a layer of golden energy emanated from Long Haochen's body and spread freely in all directions.

It chanted for almost three minutes before unleashing its deadly curse, which was so easily blocked.

Long Haochen's eyes widened. "This is... a curse mentioned in ancient books?"

He couldn't understand why such a seemingly fictional creature, existing only in books, would appear in the world where Haoyue lived.

Bai Ling frowned, her eyes filled with barely concealed anger: "Looking for death?"

Standing motionless on the ground, among the undead army, no one answered her words.

Bai Ling laughed in anger, "Since you don't want to come out, then go die!"

The next moment, the Holy Flame, the only attack skill of the Priest Temple Priests, was attached to the Holy Sword held by White Spirit.

The moment Bai Ling raised her sword, the necromancer suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable sense of mission within him—a sense of duty to give his life for light and justice.

"What is this power?!"

The veteran necromancer's staff fell to the ground. Instinctively, it opened the tattered box hanging on its chest, transmitting the scene before it directly to the adults watching the spectacle from afar.

The power of the statue of the Goddess of Light, belonging to the priest's temple, descended.

The sky, overcast and slightly gloomy, was replaced by a golden goddess with her eyes covered by a white silk ribbon, her hands clasped together in a gesture of prayer.

The stinking black skulls on the ground were completely purified by the light-attribute spiritual power, and the ground temperature was rising at a visible rate.

At the foot of the mountain, an army of countless undead was suddenly enveloped in blinding holy light.

Without exception, they were suddenly engulfed in flames.

No matter how the necromancer used his necromancy skills, he couldn't extinguish the scorching flames of his soul.

Just as the entire undead army was burned to ashes by the White Spirit, a figure slowly floated up in the distance.

The old man's brown robe was tattered, and his long, disheveled hair, which hadn't been styled for years, had lost its luster.

He held a skull scepter in his hand, and stood on a black cloud.

"Humans, humans with the attribute of light have actually appeared in a world of darkness and fire. Do you know how much of a disaster the monster you are protecting will bring to this world, to your world, once it grows up?"

As Haoyue's master, Long Haochen was surprised but also became more vigilant, activating his spiritual light shield to protect himself and Bai Ling.

"What I'm protecting is my friend and my partner, not a monster."

The old man snorted coldly, and two dark green flames burned wildly in his eye sockets.

"Although my strength is not what it used to be, I can still kill the Heavenly Punishment and erase your souls."

As he spoke, the old man pointed his bone scepter at Bai Ling and Long Haochen.

Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out.