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Chapter 485 [The Holy White Radiance] and the 'World' on the Verge of Awakening

He raised the mace high, manipulating holy light to weave together a small patch of radiant holy energy.

Efforts should be made to maintain its existence.

The priest Yar, who was protected from the erosion of miasma and black rain.

Hearing the man say, "I'll take care of the enemy,"

He was so tense that he only managed to utter one sentence.

"Wait a moment, proceed according to plan."

It was then interrupted by a sudden, muffled clap of thunder from the sky.

"boom!"

The sound, like a mountain of gunpowder, exploded in my ears.

A thunderclap rang out, silencing the mercenaries from all other sounds.

Unlike before, when the area was somewhat sparse, allowing the mercenaries to catch their breath.

The attack was like a light drizzle, a probing attack.

Then, a woman's soft laughter, which seemed very distant but eerily reached everyone's ears, rang out.

It paid the price of the black rain cloud that stood tall above everyone's heads.

After the cost of cracking and dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A sticky, foul-smelling downpour had already precisely pelted down on the group along the edge of the camp.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!"

As the black rain fell upon the objects.

In just a moment.

Whether it's the torches set up on the sentry posts or the torches on the outer walls of the camp.

Or perhaps there are campfires every few steps in the camp.

It was the light emanating from the sanctuary opened by the priest, Yar.

Everything instantly became 'dim' under this torrential rain.

Then it went out.

This formation lasted only a moment before vanishing without a trace.

Upon hitting the ground, it brought a chilling, curse-laden black rain that nearly froze your joints.

The camp has been completely extinguished and 'broken through'.

Only a few embers of a campfire remained inside the building.

It shone with a faint light that protected everyone.

And countless others sprouted in the black rain, without attacking.

Just observing the crowd.

It felt as if countless barbs had hooked onto the skin and flesh.

A distorted shadow that makes your heart race and your stress levels soar.

Together with the others, they rallied their forces along the miasma and pressed the monster horde towards the camp.
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Fang Yi did not launch an immediate attack.

The man simply wiped the rain off his cheeks.

He shook out the slightly damp clothes.

He suppressed the burning sensation in his left eye by instinct.

The Eye of Vision, previously synthesized from the Eye of the Saint's Remains.

And the right hand that was implanted with "Glory's Right Hand" is now experiencing a burning, phantom pain.

The strange throbbing that arose within.

He carefully considered why he had deliberately not dodged.

It made me much weaker.

The [Curse of Weakness] causes a decline in perception.

And then used [Zero-Time Calculation - Voiced Sounds] to analyze these.

The discordant notes gradually become clearer in their own 'world'.

At the same time, he casually repeated his own declaration.

There's no need for that.

"I'll take care of it."

Through [Human Body Workshop] and [The Perfect Frankenstein].

Fang Yi had already observed the 'flow' of the other party's body.

They discovered a very strange area in the monster's abdominal cavity.

If I were to kill the opponent with a single flash of my blade.

Who knows what immature monster embryos or some alien species might emerge from among them.

This triggers the second phase of the monster.

Therefore, just to be on the safe side.

He needs to rush to the monster's side.

We need to completely resolve the issue with the other party.

He wasn't going to give the other party a chance to reveal their hand or change their strategy.

He has always disliked waiting for others to enter the 'second phase' before making his move.

Since the other party likes to 'cheate', I won't play offensive and defensive games with him to train my teammates.

He wouldn't mind using a cheat code to end the battle.

However, he still needs some time.

Complete the construction of the 'world' as seen by oneself.
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And look at the emerald green miasma surging up from the ground.

It began to spread rapidly along with the remaining rainwater.

And it gushed out from the soil on the ground.

After constructing one deadly 'blockade line' after another on the ground outside the camp.

Yar gritted his teeth as he witnessed everything before him.

"……no!"

He wiped the dirty water from his face, enduring the burning pain from the rain.

He stamped his feet hard.

She looked at the man with a very serious expression.

"The area ahead is a dead end; even if you manage to get through, you'll lose most of your life!"

"Relying on the camp's defenses to create a buffer zone is the most reasonable option!"

"not to mention"

He pointed to the glow that suddenly appeared at the edge of the distant forest.

His eyes held a hint of exhilaration at the bittersweet joy that had finally come.

"【Holy White Radiance】Zhalan".

"As planned, we have led a group of elite swordsmen to the monster's weak rear area."

"As long as we hold the camp and withstand this attack."

"Once they complete this charge that breaks through the enemy's formation, victory should be within reach!"
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No sooner had the words left his mouth than the man the priest had mentioned, named "Holy White Radiance," appeared.

He has already led a group that is quite different from others.

A swordsman, seated atop a magnificent steed, radiating light from head to toe.

From the other side of the forest, it cut into the battlefield like a sharp sword.

"My Lord, please grant me your protection."

“Protect me and my companions.”

Holy Light Barrier

With a strong, resolute male voice that seemed out of place with Zhalan's bulky physique and persona.

It came out of the man's mouth.

Zhalan held his silver-white longsword, which he had never shown to anyone before, high in the sky.

It began to emit a holy white glow.

A beam of holy light descended from the sky, spreading outwards from the man's longsword.

It thus protected everyone from the miasma and drove away the darkness.

The stains from the splattered monster blood that had adhered to the armor of the solemn-looking swordsmen were washed away.

After applying a soft glow to the armor of the swordsmen and the horses beneath them.

This holy radiance then transformed into a golden light curtain that suddenly rose up, radiating intense light.

It's like a giant shield wall.

He sheltered the swordsman behind him.

Only then did Zhalan join the other swordsmen behind him.

He pulled out the Holy Emblem, which emitted a soft glow, from his pouch.

It hangs on the left side of the chest.

He raised his longsword high.

Looking at the monster, who was caught off guard by his appearance.

With a spur of his horse's belly, he uttered the command succinctly.

Crush them from behind!

"Victory!"
"charge!"
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There was no grand pre-battle mobilization.

It's just a simple instruction.

The man's deep voice was mixed with the hum of holy light spreading from the longsword.

It echoed across the battlefield like a war drum.

The swordsman behind him heard the man's command.

In an instant, they all raised their longswords, which gleamed with holy light.

He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, urging his mount forward.

"boom--!"

The sound of horses' hooves rang out, and mud splashed everywhere.

That battlefield, which was originally suppressed by black rain and miasma.

At this moment, they were struck by the holy light flowing from the bodies of those swordsmen.

It forcibly tore open a path of blazing white light.

The Holy Light Barrier continues to operate.

It overlaps with the [Holy Emblem] on top of the [Holy Blessing] of the swordsmen.

The hooves of every warhorse were ablaze with intense golden flames.

He led everyone out onto a glorious path woven from holy light.

Wherever it passed, trees snapped and flew out.

The miasma and black rain on the ground condensed into a viscous substance, which also turned directly into ashes.

In an instant, this group of swordsmen, led by [Holy White Radiance - Zhalan], charged forward.

It was like a holy sword descending from the sky.

It slashed fiercely at the horde of monsters surging toward the camp.

"Pfft——!"

"Crack!"

"Ahhhh——!"

The leader, Zhalan, brandished his longsword expressionlessly.

With a single sword strike, the monster in front of him exploded.

With a single sweep of his sword, more than a dozen monster corpses flew out, bathed in a radiant glow.

The longsword swept across, and holy light shone.

Whether it's a [Pigman Drummer], a [Pigman Slaughterer], or some other monster in front of you.

She can't even last a second in front of a man.

The swordsman behind him did not possess the same power as the man.

However, under the blessing of [Holy Light Barrier].

Each sword flash passed by.

All of this was accompanied by the crisp sound of flesh and blood separating and the aroma of monster flesh and blood being burned.

The entire monster horde surged forward with the charge of Zhalan and his men.

It was like mud that had been repeatedly shredded by a dull knife.

It began to disintegrate and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The momentum for victory is suddenly emerging!
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however.

All of this lasted for less than ten seconds.

"Boom..."

"Dong dong..."

The eerie and heavy drumbeats came from deep within the forest.

It suddenly became urgent.

What followed was a roar that seemed capable of shattering the heavens and the earth.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, all the dense pustules on the surface of the [Plague Giant]'s body burst open.

Dark green pus gushed out.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it transformed the already slightly damp ground in front of it into a swamp where it was impossible to move an inch.

It lunged toward that radiant light.

The ground, which had turned into a swamp, quickly sprouted vines and chains made of pus.

It transformed into an obstacle that appeared before Zhalan and the group of swordsmen.

Then came five "Forest Wicked Women" hidden in the shadows of the battlefield.

Like conducting a symphony orchestra, he swung the five scarecrows in his hands, which were covered in filth and blood.

"Weak...spreading".

"Rotten...grows".

Their murmurs.

It stood out starkly amidst the drumbeats and the monster's howls.

But the eerie melody reached everyone's ears with unmistakable accuracy.

The red runes that flew from the opponent's hand also precisely intertwined to form a large net that enveloped everyone. [Curse of Weakness]

"Fuck-"

The once incredibly bright Holy Light Barrier suddenly began to flicker abnormally.

It's like a white cloth suddenly splashed with ink.

Black cracks began to appear.

The miasma seeped in through these cracks.

The temple swordsman who originally held his longsword high.

The horse's legs began to tremble, and its movements became sluggish.

Every step you take.

It felt like stepping into an endless abyss.
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"Roar!!!"

The Plague Giant slams its fists into the ground.

It churned up mud and miasma along the ground.

It conjured a shockwave of pus that centered on itself and engulfed Zhalan and his band of swordsmen.

"Puch!"

Zhalan's face turned pale as he waded into the quagmire, unable to make any further progress.

And in the despairing eyes of the mercenaries in the camp.

The swordsmen, transformed into sharp blades, plunged straight into the monsters from behind.

May they protect all people.

The Holy Light Barrier embodies the hopes of many.

It shattered instantly.

Only the "Wicked Woman of the Forest" remained on the battlefield, uttering an extremely chilling declaration.

"Your tricks."

"My Lord Prophet, you foresaw this!"

"That's why they gave us this 'masterpiece'."
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The priest, Yar, turned deathly pale.

He gritted his teeth and held on tightly with the hammer he was raising high.

They continuously cast holy light toward the gradually darkening battlefield.

But that radiance belongs to the gods.

At this moment, it disappeared as if it had been torn apart and crushed by invisible hands.

"...No...that's not right...!"

Yar's tone was filled with terror.

"We can't do it..."

"【Holy White Radiance】has also...failed..."

"Damn it...damn it...damn it!"

The immense pressure stemming from extreme joy turning into sorrow.

Priest Yar's stress level has exceeded 100 points.

We have entered a state of overwhelming despair.
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however.

Right now.

With the man who finally found the right feeling.

He swung his right hand down suddenly.

"Bang! Bang!"

Several distinctive sounds of medicine bottles shattering rang out.

The dark green mist spread rapidly.

Fang Yi asked Zhalan for medicine in advance, and Kocho Shinobu prepared the [antidote] and put it into the battlefield.

The mercenaries, whose faces had already turned purple and who were spitting pus and blood, were now facing a crisis.

He instantly recovered from the brink of death.

Breathing became easier.

My vision cleared up, and I could see the monsters rushing towards me.

The soaring stress level in his body was forcibly lowered by the sedative drugs.

"Captain? Is it ready?"

The man nodded in agreement.

Kanroji Mitsuri was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.

Having broken his own limbs and rendered unable to move, Paul kicked Yar to his feet.

"Reverend, the traitor is yours to deal with now."

The woman smiled, as gently as ever.

But the pastor saw the fighting spirit burning in the woman's eyes.

Yet, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Fang Yi also took a step forward and began to count.

"Walk.

"It's our turn."

"charge!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sona suddenly raised her spear high.

He charged out first.

He let out a thunderous roar.

"Ahhhh!"

[Intimidation]

"Boom!!"

Sound waves spread.

The shockwave caused the eardrums of the [Pigman Slayer] and [Vomiter], who were rushing into the camp and preparing to slaughter the mercenaries, to rupture and collapse to the ground.

Immediately following, [Ancestral Blessing] was activated.

A layer of translucent, ethereal light appeared on the surface of her skin.

A savage woman whose strength, endurance, and agility have all skyrocketed.

He swung the spear in his hand only once.

Three [Pigman Slayers] were cleaved away along with their weapons.

Flesh and blood flew out.

Five "pig-men who vomited" were cut in half at the waist on the spot.

The intestines were flung far away.

One person went against the current.

It forcefully tore a hole in this surging 'black tide'.
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And Vaughn borrowed the male's [Silk Binding] and [Zero-Time Calculation].

Unlike the barbarian woman, she did not confront the monster directly and break through the defenses.

Instead, it cunningly hid in the shadows.

I used [Tracking] to find the monsters that had entered [Stealth].

This served as a check and remedial measure in preparation for the assault.

The swordsman left these monsters with them.

Only the sword energy that dances across the battlefield, transforming into silver threads.

At this moment, the swordsman swung his sword without making a single unnecessary movement.

The sword energy unleashed.

There were no dazzling light effects either.

There is only a kind of cold, mechanical precision.

Each time the silver line traverses...

This indicates that a monster's stealth has been detected.

His throat was cut.

Or the joints of the limbs are disassembled.

Every trajectory.

They all seem to be the optimal solution after countless deductions.

Efficient and deadly, they claimed the lives of these enemies lurking in the shadows.
"Aha!"

Following closely behind the barbarian woman, Kanroji Mitsuri waved one hand.

The "Gentle Touch" technique wielded by that slender arm instantly extended into five tentacles.

"Clap clap clap!"

Where the tentacles pass.

A large number of monsters were directly swatted away and smashed to pieces.

After noticing the [Pigman Slayer (Elite Boss)] attacking from the side with tentacles.

The corners of the woman's mouth had already curved into a very subtle smile.

"Well done!"

She chose to confront the issue head-on.

【Mountain-Destroying Fist】

He threw a punch with his free right hand.

Accompanied by a popping sound in the air.

The shadow of the fist materialized.

The leader was accompanied by a dozen or so henchmen.

The bento box turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot!
The monsters on the flanks were briefly cleared.
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In their desperate situation, the mercenaries witnessed the group of men acting like killing gods, cutting through monsters like vegetables.

After hearing the man's command, "Follow up! Charge!"

It has not returned to its former quiet state.

Instead, he was infected by the emotions of the others and fell into a strange frenzy!

“No choice!”

"kill!"

"It's now!"

They are no longer afraid.

Instead, he roared angrily.

Like a wild beast.

They charged madly towards the monster horde.

This spontaneous counterattack.

This not only greatly reduced the pressure on the camp.

It also attracted the attention of a large number of monsters.

They are struggling to stay afloat, trapped in the quagmire.

The pressure on Zaran, the "Holy White Radiance," and his swordsmen, who were battling the approaching monsters, was greatly reduced.

They gained a brief respite.

Zhalan wiped the pus and blood from his face.

Watching the mercenaries surge out of the camp and charge towards the monster.

A smile appeared on his face.

"A good time! A good decision!"

"Without this charge, the battle would probably have ended just now."

"The charge he led directly reversed the overwhelmingly unfavorable situation in the battle."

The man who was speaking raised his longsword again.

He roared angrily at the swordsman behind him.

"What are you waiting for? The time to decide the outcome is now!"
"charge!"
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But the "Wicked Woman of the Forest," deep within the battlefield, did not retreat.

They quickly gathered up the remaining monsters on the perimeter.

Standing on a high branch.

As the five straw figures, already stained with filth, slowly rose into the air.

The monster also uttered a chant that was difficult to understand.

"Weak..."

"decay……"

"despair……"

【The Curse of Weakness - Manifestation】

The poisonous fog and miasma that were originally floating in the air.

It transformed into countless materialized venomous snakes, barbs, blades, and black tentacles.

It swept towards the man like a storm.

This bought time for the [Plague Giant], who had just used its skill, to use it again.

These monsters were facing the "masterpiece" constructed by this "prophet".

They have full confidence.

Victory is within reach if we can once again control this monster.
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Fang Yi raised his head upon sensing the attack.

His left eye slowly opened.

The burning sensation in my right hand was even more intense.

Zero-time-difference calculus

[Seize the Initiative] to launch simultaneously.

At this moment, one can see the flowing curse waves in the space in front of them, the spread of the poisonous fog, the movement patterns of the monsters, and so on.

All of them appeared in his field of vision with extremely clear patterns.

There is no cover.

It's like the operating logic of the entire world.

At this moment, everything is under his control.

Then, a familiar phantom image appeared behind him, named "Another Fang Yi".

The man took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)