Chapter 173 (1/2)

The god of Darkness was an impassive mountain, clearly not willing to make a move.

Obviously, he was not willing to risk it. His despicable personality could be clearly seen. Only hitting others when they are down, running away when they are more powerful than him. The embodiment of shamelessness… as expected of the god of Darkness.

Tch! Claire disdainfully clicked her tongue. She pointed the Azure Ripple blade towards the goddess, her heart resolute.

Even though Claire had just made a breakthrough, she still was no match for the goddess of Light. What’s more, there was still yet another fatal crisis approaching. Having broken through the eleventh level of the Treasured Lotus Style, the lightning would arrive soon. Normally, they would have struck already, but it was currently eerily calm. There was only one explanation; it was the calm before the storm! The storm clouds were brewing in order to appear even more violently! Previously, Golden Lotus had woken up and helped her withstand the lightning of the tenth level, then fell asleep, still not awake!

What Claire failed to notice was two little fur balls on the ground sharing a glance. White Emperor’s eyes were filled with fury and worry, whereas Black Feather flapped his wings, completely indifferent.

“Swift…” Claire’s face darkened. The Azure Ripple blade glowed brilliantly as golden flame snaked towards the goddess of Light. The flame grew even more violent in the air, is if slashing apart the air itself. If the ordinary expert faced this attack, they would definitely become ashes. However, the one to face her was the goddess of Light.

The goddess of Light calmly raised her scepter, her expression indifferent. The terrifying attack screeched to a halt, then dissipated.

Was this the difference between humans and divine beings?

Claire’s knuckles were already white from gripping the Azure Ripple blade so tightly.

“Lowly ant.” The gaze of the goddess communicated these two words clearly, ridicule flashing across her eyes. With a slight wave of the scepter, white light descended onto Claire, enveloping Claire inside.

The violent pressure coming from all directions almost made Claire’s blood vessels burst. She was forced down under the pressure, unable to move now. She exerted all her strength to raise her sword, but her hand only trembled for a moment. Claire frowned from the pain. It was as if her blood was flowing backwards. All of her bones seem to be on the verge of cracking. Claire could sense how insignificant she was before this force, unable to resist at all.

The pressure grew heavier. Claire wobbled as she struck the ground with the sword to support herself up. Her heart beat quicker, as if about to explode.

Was this how everything was going to end?

Claire closed her eyes, her heart unresigned.

Was this the difference between deities and humans?

A faint smile appeared on the goddess’s lips. The threat was going to be resolved.

But just when the goddess was certain of her victory, a burst of red light with Claire in the center exploded outward, directly canceling out the goddess’s terrifying pressure. Under the shocked gaze of the goddess, a power capable of contending with her directly struck her back a few meters. The image of her even became a little dimmer. Her expression grew unsightly. The attack had clearly injured her quite a bit.

The light had come from Claire’s neck. It was the necklace from the young master of the devil realm. It actually had such power! Claire was stunned. If the necklace was this powerful, then how strong was the young master? Now it seems that when she said she could beat the god of Darkness black and blue, she wasn’t lying.

As the red light gradually faded away, the goddess was still apprehensive. She knew the aura better than anyone else. It was the aura of the devil race. The brat had somehow gotten her hands on a treasure from the devil race. Devils would actually be willing to help a human?!

The goddess of Light suppressed her unease, her resolution to immediately extinguish the person before her becoming more firm.

Claire touched the necklace. The young master said that the necklace would only save her once. What could she do now?

“Tainted human, you dare to associate with the vile devil race. Today, I must cleanse you.” The goddess waved the scepter in her hand, her expression serious.

“Sigh, how annoying. Once again, I need to use up the strength I worked so hard to accumulate,” a disatisfied voice with a faint trace of bemusement suddenly appeared behind Claire.

Claire froze. The aura behind her, the powerful strength, seemed familiar, yet foreign at the same time.