Nightmare Light

Chapter 177: Fierce Battles Between Multiple Parties

"Miss Saint! You...you're still alive?!"

As soon as Shi Xionglue uttered these words, he stopped in his tracks in utter shock.

His body trembled, his pupils dilated, and the trembling of his hands was clearly visible.

Lin Wang's pupils contracted slightly.

Saint?

Is he referring to this little cat?
Lin Wang couldn't help but recall that the cat girl had once said that she had a strange sense of familiarity with the temple and the forest.

Could it be that this cat girl's true identity is indeed a saintess of the temple?
So what's with her cat form?

Lin Wang's mind was racing with thoughts. He shook his head, trying to banish these chaotic thoughts from his mind.

Now is not the time for idle speculation; we must first deal with these guys in front of us—especially these lunatics who are attacking innocent people.

But first, we have to beat this ridiculously strong guy down.

As Lin Wang pondered, white flames surged all over his body, and at the same time he drew a tree spear.

He twirled the spear in his hand, flames flowed, and the spear caught fire.

He then grabbed a boulder from the ground and used it as a shield against his left hand.

The giant of white fire, wielding a blazing spear and a giant stone shield.

Extreme coldness and evil, and utter holiness and gentleness, appearing simultaneously in one person, seem incredibly abrupt, yet are extremely harmonious.

Lin Wang strode forward toward Shi Xionglue.

At the same time, Shi Xionglue fell into a daze.

He remained motionless, staring at the cat girl not far away, trembling all over.

"Saint... Saintess?"

But he soon saw that although the black-clad girl in front of him had a figure and appearance almost exactly the same as the saintess from more than a hundred years ago, her temperament was almost completely different.

Especially the girl in front of him, with her striking cat ears and wagging tail, clearly gave him one answer:
The one before me is not the former saintess, but a mist spirit!
Shi Xiong was startled and came to his senses: This was probably the evil god's accomplice, the Mist Spirit, which he had somehow acquired!
Given that evil god's cunning, creating a mist spirit that looks exactly like the saintess... that kind of perverse taste... that guy could very well do it!

Shi Xiong glared at Lin Wang, then stomped his foot heavily: "You blasphemed the Holy Maiden... I'll kill you!"

"Dare to hurt Lin Wang, I'll kill you first!" Before he could finish speaking, the white cat had already pounced on him.

The cat girl's brown vertical pupils narrowed to slits as she stared straight at Shi Xionglue, raising her paws as she pounced on him.

The tips of the claws gleamed with a cold light.

With Shi Xionglue's strength, why would he take the claws of an ordinary Mist Spirit seriously?

He remained fully focused on Lin Wang. Facing the cat girl's attack, Shi Xiong simply picked up a pot as a shield, simultaneously enveloping it in a layer of holy light—

Normally, with Shi Xionglue's strength and such a boost, there would be almost no attack he couldn't withstand.

Even a full-force attack from a bishop might not be enough to break through the pot in one go.

But the next second...

chap!
The pot that gave Shi Xiong a bit of confidence was cleaved in two by the cat girl's claw in an instant, the claw continuing its momentum as it reached for his chest.

"what!"

Shi Xiong was slightly startled and abruptly stopped, forcibly turning to the side.

The cat girl's claws narrowly missed his chest, tearing three shocking gashes into his thick armor as if it were paper.

"What's the strength of this Mist Spirit?!"

Shi Xiong was slightly surprised.

He quickly stepped back, pressing one hand to his forehead.

"I never imagined I'd be forced to break the seal in a place like this!"

But he soon realized he was overthinking it—the cat-like girl was incredibly fast.

Before his hand even touched his forehead, her claws were already there.

Shi Xiong had no choice but to let go and retreat, but the other party pressed closer to him. He kept taking out kitchen utensils, trying to stop the other party.

However, these incredibly sturdy mists, comparable to the standard swords of the Crusaders, were always just a claw when facing the cat girl.

A kitchen knife, a claw.

A soup spoon, a claw.

A soup pot, a claw.

Finally, Shi Xiong could no longer contain himself and shouted, "My last knife was made by Liu Guaizi! You should at least leave me one!"

The cat girl didn't care about that. She just pounced on him and raised her paws high again.

The incredibly powerful leader of the Godslayer Cult was cornered by a cat-like girl.

With nowhere to hide, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, grabbed something, and threw it on the ground next to the cat girl.

The thing spun around on the ground and rolled away into the distance.

It's a cork from a pot lid.

The white cat pounced on the cork in a flash.

Grasp!
拨！
挑！
Jump up and grab it!

She started playing with the cork.

Shi Xiong let out a long breath and then realized that he was covered in sweat.

Only by experiencing that battle firsthand can one truly understand how dangerous it was.

For over a hundred years, no one has created that kind of oppressive feeling for him.

In those few dozen seconds, he was nearly torn to pieces by that cat-like girl no less than ten times.

How terrifying! What's with those unreasonable claws?

It should be noted that even the flames of an evil god would take some time to penetrate his holy light.

But the girl's claws seemed to ignore all rules; as long as she swung them, she could tear through his defenses.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, then turned his gaze back to Lin Wang, who was rushing towards him from a short distance away.

Just then, his subordinates rushed into the temple, lifting their robes to reveal their thick armor.

It was a warrior in the Crusader style, wielding a sword and shield.

As long as this mist spirit doesn't get in the way... if the two of us attack from both sides, we can kill Luo He before he wakes up!

Shi Xiong pondered for a moment, then gripped the last kitchen knife in his hand, took a deep breath, and tore off his already tattered armor.

With a loud thud, the armor hit the ground.

"Come on, a hundred years ago, we could kill you once... a hundred years later, I can do the same!"

He stepped forward.

However, at that very moment, alarm bells suddenly rang in Shi Xionglue's mind.

He suddenly turned his head and saw that in the temple, not far away, the stubborn Crusaders had somehow regrouped.

They split off half of their forces to fight the lay masters in the plaza, and the intense energy collisions caused the entire plaza to tremble.

Meanwhile, the other half of the group had already gathered in the temple, forming a battle formation in front of Lin Wang, Shi Xionglue, and the others.

Leading the group was the beautiful priestess.

She raised the scepter high in her hand.

Behind her, all the lay priests simultaneously raised their hands, gathering their energy into the priestess's scepter.

At that moment, the scepter burst forth with a light as intense and dazzling as the sun.

Two hundred mouths, making sounds at the same time.

You must pay!

(End of this chapter)