But I find it very sacred.

"To purify this sacred spring, I need your power," Mien said.

"What do you need me to do...?"

She said it somewhat timidly.

"These magical powers need you as a vessel; I will guide them and purify them."

Lucia quickly processed what Mien had said.

The overwhelming purple magic power had almost overwhelmed her, and the fear deep within her surfaced.

Comien saved his own life, and just like before, he wouldn't hurt himself.

Moreover, purifying this place is saving the entire Tin Can Street.

Lucia nodded.

"Next, calm down, try to feel it, accept it, and I will help you from behind."

Don't think about anything.

The two arrived in front of the Fountain of Faith. Lucia gently raised her thin arm and swallowed hard.

He tentatively reached out towards the floating, faint purple magic.

Just then, Connor, who had been quiet for half a day, suddenly made a noise.

Although he couldn't speak, he twisted his body violently, a maniacal smile appearing on his face.

Excited beyond measure: 'So this academy is also a wolf in sheep's clothing, rushing to sacrifice the Mother Goddess before me?'

Lucia looked at Mien behind her and found that Mien was ignoring her completely, so she ignored him as well.

The moment her fingertips touched a wisp of purple energy, the two immediately merged, and the power of the evil god flowed into Lucia's body.

At the same time, Lucia felt a surge of warmth flowing into her back, the holy energy of light nourishing every inch of her.

Lucia closed her eyes, feeling the power that threatened to devour her.

Under the unbearable pressure, Lucia's consciousness gradually became hazy.

My mind went completely dark.

In the vast darkness, a colossal figure, as large as a mountain range, emerged.

The man turned around and saw a woman in a gilded robe. Her face was expressionless, like a cold statue, yet she exuded immense pressure.

The Mother Goddess looked at Lucia.

Lucia instantly felt someone gripping her heart.

Under immense pressure, she felt an urge to submit, even to the point of death, and her will gradually crumbled.

Suddenly, a warm current enveloped her and filled her heart.

Let her wake up.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be alright."

Mien's voice rang in her ears.

Lucia once again felt a solid, mountain-like strength supporting her, making her gaze firm.

In the boundless darkness, the evil god drew ever closer, reaching out a hand that slowly grasped at Lucia.

Not long after.

Lucia was covered by that hand, and in an instant, everything in Lucia's mind became nothingness.

It rapidly eroded all the values ​​she held in her heart.

All that remains is eternal truth and a heavy covenant.

Lucia continued to struggle, but gradually, she lost consciousness.

Mien remained calm, and Lucia was actually not in danger.

He only temporarily lost consciousness during the energy exchange.

"It seems that too much resonance isn't a good thing," Mien sighed.

Lucia remained standing in the same spot, her eyes blank and empty.

The purple power of faith surged and mingled intensely within her.

Gradually, Connor in the sky sensed that something was wrong.

This doesn't seem to be a sacrifice...

He had witnessed how that power could tear a person's soul apart, like a wild beast tearing at its prey, a sight that filled him with dread.

But now, this energy doesn't want to devour her.

Suddenly, he saw Lucia move slightly; she involuntarily swayed her right hand gently.

The energy was still surging, yet it flowed along with her.

How could this happen?!

Why is the power of faith in the truth of the contract so easily used by Lucia?

Wasn't I chosen by the Mother Goddess?

"God of Contractual Truth, how could you...?"

But he couldn't speak, he was trapped in the air, and could only watch helplessly, his eyes wide with rage.

Unconsciously, Lucia seemed to have become the mother goddess in that void.

With white eyes and an arrogant posture, it stares indifferently ahead, radiating absolute truth and unquestionable judgment.

The power of faith no longer surged, but flowed with her movements, and purple magic filled the surroundings.

Mien simply observed quietly from the sidelines, and things were not out of control at all.

Lucia faced forward, and the five people in the air began to step forward.

She walked extremely slowly.

It was as if, in the procession, every step crushed countless lives and illusions.

"Wow!……"

A person in the air coughed up blood.

Everyone looked utterly defeated, as if their hearts had been crushed.

A man's face was contorted, he tried to shout something but was speechless, and died with his eyes wide open in a fit of rage.

One after another...

Connor was still holding on; he was unwilling to die here.

On his taut neck, the iron-willed general watched everything.

In his final moments, he finally spoke: "My blade is dull, my warhorse is weak, how can a mortal body resist me..."

He died after vomiting blood after reciting the general's classic quotes.

It fell to the ground.

The purple magic gradually subsided and dissipated, and the surroundings returned to their usual state, with leaves swaying in the wind.

Mien looked at the five people on the ground. Except for Quinn, who was still alive, the rest were all corpses.

Lucia's face gradually regained its color and expression.

She opened her eyes in pain, her tense body relaxed, and her lines softened.

He was panting and looked around blankly.

They were surprised to see only five people ahead.

"It's alright, they got what they deserved," Mien said calmly.

Lucia looked at them, nodded, and calmed down.

He quickly turned to look at the Fountain of Faith beside him.

At this moment, the spring water gushed forth, and the clean water seemed to cleanse one's soul, without a trace of magic emanating from it.

Lucia finally smiled, revealing a weariness that had been building up for a long time.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves and shone on her face, like a pure white flower.

She turned to look at Mien, who stood calmly behind her, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Iron Can Street can be restored to its former state, blessings to the Goddess of Light..." she said, mimicking Grandma Marissa.

After resolving the issues here, Mien still needed to address a question that was bothering him.

After a while, Mien said, "Luya, come here for a moment."

Lucia walked up to her curiously.

Mien raised his left hand and held it in front of Lucia's head:

"Next, close your eyes and don't reject any energy."

"Okay." This time, Lucia did as instructed immediately.

In an instant, Mien released all the power of faith from his energy storage ring.

Instantly, several streams of magic of different colors emerged from the ring and swirled around the girl.

Intertwined, blended...

The energy storage rings are sending out messages one after another:

Resonance with the Power of Light: 82%

Life energy resonance level: 80%

Resonance level of order energy: 79%

Stellar energy resonance level: 81%

Void Energy Resonance: 80%

Pain energy resonance level: 78%...

…………

Mien was speechless at the constantly fluctuating numbers.

This seems to be more than just being the top scorer in the national competition...

If I had this talent back then, why would I need to teach? I would have conquered the entire continent single-handedly long ago.

Suddenly, he noticed something unusual.

A familiar purple light was embedded deep within the girl's body, out of sight.

The Gaze of Contractual Truth – Divine Skill [Stomp]: Consumes 200 Energy.

Slay a person without faith immediately!