Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Relying on the effects of the Light/Steel Brand, Roland is temporarily immune to pain and mental interference.

Coupled with his inexplicably increased agility, he managed to barely maintain the battle line.

However, her physical strength and magical power were still being rapidly depleted, and the side effects of the brand were also eroding her mind.

Soon her beautiful eyes were filled with spring-like joy, and she was panting heavily.

……

Roland was beaten so badly she was crawling all over the ground, and Nightingale was in no better shape.

She was beaten to her knees and was to be taken away to be a tentacle bride.

So Nightingale had no choice but to use the Dark Elf's secret arts, along with expensive magical items, to enter a semi-invisible state.

Then they stealthily moved into the battlefield.

It wasn't that she wanted to betray her teammates, but that she knew she absolutely couldn't be caught.

Once captured, the enemy will use her to threaten Miss Roland, and the kind-hearted Miss Roland will surely be forced to submit to the enemy.

The nightingale's eyes turned bloodshot and she gasped for breath just imagining what would happen next.

They'd love to drag these cultists down with them.

So she could only sneak up and provide off-field support for Roland.

As a capitalist elf, he has no shortage of magic scrolls, props, and alchemy potions.

……

After the nightingale was forced to leave the battlefield.

Instead of pursuing Nightingale, the enemies turned their firepower directly to Roland.

In their eyes, the black rabbit and the lame orange cat were just bonus gifts.

Only Roland Kane, disguised as a large-breasted fox, is the Tentacle Mother Goddess's sole target.

After demonstrating his command talent, the twisted man in the distance took over command from the old skeleton.

He waved his hands and shouted loudly.

"The mage focused on depleting Roland's shield and used area-of-effect magic to disrupt her movements; her combat experience is clearly lacking."

"And stop using mental magic, she seems to have a way to resist it."

"And quickly send two mages to protect me. That black-skinned rabbit in hiding will definitely try to assassinate the commander!"

The two weaker necromancers obeyed the order and immediately returned to the twisted man's side, raising their shields and becoming like turtles and tortoises.

The nightingale, lurking in the shadows, witnessed this scene and turned red with anger.

"Damn, how does this guy know so much about tactics?"

Now that she is seriously injured, it is indeed difficult for her to break through the two mages who are turtles.

I had no choice but to return to the vicinity of Roland's battlefield and throw attack scrolls and potions into the crowd without any regard for their cost.

Unfortunately, the effect was limited, as the cultists simply hid behind the tentacle monster girls, even using them as human shields.

The expensive props were easily neutralized by the tentacle monster girls.

……

Roland's face grew increasingly red as the fight progressed; that damned fountain commander was indeed quite skilled.

Various forms of area magic have been applied around her.

Oily surface, icy ground, thorny vines, slime spray, and damn it, there's a huge cesspool!

Otherworldly beings are also pragmatists; this thing's restrictive effect is far superior to other magic.

Roland's dodge space was compressed to the extreme. After being forced to deactivate her shield again, a slick of slime hit her face directly.

[Slime Projectiles!]

The tentacle-like girl seized the opportunity and knocked Roland into a state of paralysis.

Then another girl crashed into him and slapped Roland hard on the side with her tentacles, sending him flying.

"Cough cough cough, it hurts... Oh oh oh oh oh~~~"

Just as Roland was about to cry out in pain, the steel brand on her back lit up, turning her cry into a groan.

However, she quickly twisted her body and returned to a standing position.

During the flip, two fireballs were also launched at the cult warriors who were trying to approach.

Then, he stepped onto the magically frozen ground, using the slippery ice to lean back and dodge the two tentacle strikes.

This smooth and effortless maneuver left the cultists speechless, and even the stealthy Nightingale gaped in astonishment.

……

She knew Roland's combat experience very well; the only time they had trained together in the garden was during their free time at work.

It's still that kind of academic, superficial skill; it's just a show in real combat.

Moreover, it seems that Roland has never been exposed to combat since birth.

Having no skill with swords, spears, or halberds, he had no choice but to settle for the less elegant mace.

But what's going on here?

This set of fighting moves, if you didn't know better, you'd think a blind monk had arrived.

……

Roland stopped at the edge of the ice, stunned.

"Wow, am I that good at this?"

She was only thinking about dodging the tentacles and retaliating, but her body naturally made a difficult evasive maneuver.

The tentacle-like girl gave her no time to think, attacking from both sides again, her tentacles slamming into Roland with a whooshing sound.

Roland felt the incoming attacks slowing down in her eyes.

She stomped hard on the ground and did a beautiful backflip to dodge.

Using the momentum of the somersault, he smashed the club into one of the large tentacles.

[Magic Shotgun!]

"ah!!!"

The tentacle-like girl screamed and quickly withdrew her tattered tentacles.

The twisted man behind him gasped when he saw this.

"Damn it, as expected of the young generation's prodigy, he really is just like in the storybooks, his growth rate is terrifyingly fast."

"Mages, listen to my command! Fire all missiles at once!"

Immediately, a dense barrage of multicolored magic missiles shot towards Roland, causing her expression to change drastically.

It was too late to rebuild the shield, and magic power was running low.

In a moment of desperation, Roland used her tail to support herself on the ground, and her upper body fell backward.

Just like in a movie, the magic missile whizzed past her in slow motion, crashing into the ground behind her and exploding into bursts of special effects.

Next, Roland spun, jumped, stuck out her butt and twisted her waist, crawled in the shadows...

It dodged most of the missiles as if it were doing a street dance.

The few remaining bullets, thanks to Roland's protective gear, only caused minor damage.

……

The old skeleton stared in disbelief at the near-perfect grazing technique and exclaimed in astonishment.

"That's impossible. You were clearly a combat novice just now."

"What's impossible about it? This is called a genius boy who suddenly has an epiphany. Old Deng, you're going to die."

Roland retorted, a surge of boundless pride welling up within her.

This feeling of becoming a peerless master, as if I've been given a cheat code, is so exhilarating! It's truly a triumph!

She dodged the two tentacles again by turning to the side, then used the momentum to spin her body and place her left hand on her mage's hand.

The mage exerted force with his hand, throwing Roland high into the air, where she spun like a top.

"Old Deng, die! Behold my Dragon Slash!"

Roland gripped the spiked club with both hands and slammed it down heavily on the old skeleton... and the mage beside him.

The old man thought Roland was coming for him, so he quickly erected several shields and activated a protective magic scroll.

Then, a necromancer next to him had his head smashed into his stomach by Roland.

"Old Deng, this tactic is called feinting to the east while attacking in the west. Your strategy is inferior to mine."

After Roland finished speaking, she subconsciously lowered her body and sprang out like a fox, swinging her spiked club as she charged toward another necromancer.

The necromancer turned green with rage, turned tail and ran, screaming his lungs out.

"Don't come any closer!!"

The disruptive spells stopped immediately, and the mages scattered and fled.

The tentacle-like girl and the cult warrior tried to stop her, but they couldn't keep up with Roland's movements.

"Now it's my turn, you old man!"

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PS: Thank you to the two bosses, 【小猫仔儿】 and 【喜欢赤項鱼的阿布藏】, for their "Master Certification" rewards! Extra chapters today, extra chapters tomorrow, lots of extra chapters!