I'm really not a Sanctuary Warlock.

Lynn severed his spiritual connection with the Sirens.

The crescent moon and the siren's phantom in the sky turned into specks of light and quickly dissipated into the night.

Anna dispelled the holy light at the tip of her staff and walked to Lynn's side.

"He probably thinks you're some kind of high-level sorcerer whose true nature he can't fathom."

Anna looked in the direction the bat had disappeared and began to explain.

"After all, you can cast such a high-level spell at level five. If I didn't know your background, I would think you were pretending to be weak while actually being strong."

It turned out to be the case.

Lynn was secretly delighted.

It's really satisfying to be able to scare away high-level demons just by setting up a show of force.

In the future, if we encounter an enemy whose strength we don't know, we can just bring out the Sirens and show them to the world. That might save us a lot of energy in the fight.

Anna ignored Lynn's smugness.

She walked straight toward the group of cultists gathered around the crevice.

These black-robed figures were completely immersed in the sacrificial ritual, and even as the gargoyle demons fled, they did not stop chanting.

The dark red fleshy tube writhed continuously, drawing life force from the baby.

Anna raised her hand.

Several sharp wind blades materialized out of thin air and slashed across the scene with precision.

"Pfft!"

Dozens of fleshy tubes connected to the baby's heart were cleanly severed.

The foul-smelling blood splattered on the parched earth, making a sizzling, corrosive sound.

The cultists, suffering a backlash, all coughed up a mouthful of black blood and collapsed to the ground.

The moment the blood supply stopped, the infants who had been in a coma finally let out faint cries.

"Lisa, Lynn."

Anna turned around and looked at the two of them.

"Send these babies down."

Lisa had just sheathed her sword when she heard those words and abruptly stopped in her tracks.

"Your Highness?"

She stepped forward, clearly unwilling to obey the order.

Lynn did not back down.

With a thought, a white light flashed past his side.

The Holy Spirit Unicorn appeared with graceful steps, stood obediently beside him, and gently nuzzled his arm with its horn.

"Didn't Your Highness say that the Holy Spirit Unicorn restrains the Fiery Inferno?" Lynn asked, pointing at the unicorn.

Anna reached out and gently stroked the unicorn's snow-white mane.

The unicorn snorted contentedly and nuzzled her palm with its head, appearing very affectionate.

"It's too weak."

Anna withdrew her hand and shook her head.

“A level five Holy Spirit creature simply cannot withstand the karmic fire surging from the Gates of Hell. Even if the attributes are mutually exclusive, it will be burned to ashes in an instant.”

"And what about the Sirens?"

Lynn pressed on, not wanting to leave just like that.

"Can the sirens extinguish the flames of karma?"

Anna did not answer immediately.

She looked at Lynn, then at Lisa who remained silent beside her, and a rare earnest expression appeared on her face.

"You two take the baby downstairs."

Anna said softly.

"I'm begging you for help."

begging.

The word, spoken by the saintess, carried the weight of a thousand pounds.

Lynn opened his mouth, about to speak.

A sudden commotion came from below the mountain path.

Scattered lights lit up the dark mountain path, rapidly moving towards the summit.

The sound of hurried footsteps, mixed with heavy breathing, was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Dozens of villagers, carrying torches, stumbled and rushed up to the flat land on the mountaintop.

Leading the way was the old village chief, whose hair and beard were completely white.

He was gripping a pitchfork with both hands, his chest heaving violently, clearly having climbed up in one go.

"The Holy Maiden did all this for us, how can we back down!"

The old village chief raised the torch high and shouted loudly.

"Even if it means death, we will hold off these men in black robes with our lives so we can rescue our child!"

The villagers following behind him raised their hoes and sticks.

Dozens of ordinary people with no fighting ability faced cultists who wielded dark power, and not one of them retreated.

Anna watched as the villagers rushed towards her.

Even knowing it was suicide, they still went forward without hesitation.

She suddenly felt a wave of fear.

fortunately.

Fortunately, Lynn's bluff scared the gargoyle demon away.

If that demon were still around, these villagers who rushed up would only turn into a pile of minced meat; they wouldn't even qualify as cannon fodder.

Anna pointed to the crying babies on the ground.

"I saved your child."

"Take them away immediately."

The villagers were stunned for a moment.

Then, a cheer erupted from the crowd.

They dropped their farm tools and sticks and rushed towards the babies without hesitation.

The young mother hugged her child tightly, collapsed to the ground, and wailed loudly.

The old village chief threw away his pitchfork and kept thanking Anna.

In the central open space.

The dark spatial rift began to twist and vibrate violently due to the interruption of the sacrificial ritual.

The black energy at the edge churned wildly, and a scorching aura slowly seeped out from the depths of the crack.

The surrounding cultists, having had their flesh tubes severed and lost their offerings, descended into utter chaos.

They waved their arms blindly and roared meaninglessly.

Anna watched as the villagers picked up their children and helped each other down the mountain.

The firelight gradually faded into the distance.

She turned her head to look at the chaotic group of cultists, then glanced at Lynn and Lisa beside her.

She did not say anything more about asking the two to leave.

"Kill these cultists."

Chapter Thirty-One: Sealing the Gates of Hell

The moment the words left her lips, Lisa vanished from the spot.

The saintess's will is the direction her sword will strike.

A flash of silver light appeared in the night, and the next second, a head shot into the sky.

Lynn stood still, without moving.

The Holy Spirit Unicorn beside him scratched its hooves uneasily, seemingly uncomfortable with the increasingly strong smell of blood in the air.

In less than a minute.

More than thirty cult members, none survived, their black blood staining the clearing on the mountaintop even more filthy.

Lisa silently sheathed her sword, then stood beside Lynn without saying a word.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

All three of them focused their attention on the constantly twisting spatial rift.

A scorching heat emanated from it, carrying the smell of sulfur and coke, making the surrounding air scalding hot.

Anna moved forward, step by step, toward that pitch-black void.

Her figure appeared exceptionally frail in the ominous light emanating from the crack.

"Your Highness..."

Lisa took a step forward, wanting to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Lynn remained silent as well.

She sacrificed her own life to save the lives of the surrounding villagers and to bring at least two years of peace to Fengxi City.

He knew Anna was willing.

From the moment she decided to come to Mount Nikolay, she was prepared to die.

This ending was destined from the very beginning.

but……

Why do I feel so suffocated?

A short trip of just a few days, a chance encounter, and yet it all ends with me watching her die?

what is this?

The Holy Spirit Unicorn seemed to sense Lynn's intense emotional turmoil. It lowered its head and gently rubbed its warm horn against his arm.

Anna stood still before the rift.

The scorching heat made her skirt dance wildly.

She didn't turn around.

He simply raised the staff in his hand slowly.

The light at the top of the staff converged, holy and dazzling, forming a stark contrast with the deep darkness behind it.

"seal."

She spoke softly.

In an instant, the light at the tip of the staff surged, transforming into countless golden chains that pierced fiercely into the dark rift.

"Om-!"

The spatial rift began to vibrate violently.

It began to shrink inward at a visible speed, and the darkness at the edges melted away under the scorching light.