756 Sarcasm (2/2)
”Did you hear? He really was summoning Holy Light?”
”That light is so blinding. He's actually a real Holy Knight!”
It was likely that most mages would find it inconceivable how an undead magic expert like me could also cultivate Holy Light. I was intentionally performing in front of them. As for my objective… I would reveal it when the time was right…
”The Holy Church is going to suffer misfortune yet again?”
Harloys managed to guess my objective really quickly. I couldn't even understand how she had done so.
”Don't you always try to be a burden on the Holy Church whenever you do something with Holy Light?”
I was rendered speechless. In a way, this was indeed true. Every time I made progress on the path of Holy Light, it would cause the Holy Church's authority to diminish.
This was probably my last time trying to make trouble for the Holy Church… I wasn't trying to raise a death flag here, as it was rather that there would be no more need to cause trouble for the Holy Church if I succeeded this time.
Everything before me was still pitch-black. The rain was so heavy that it actually hurt as it fell on my body. The human warriors must have been working quite hard to persist and fight in such weather.
I took a deep breath and half kneeled in the mud while extending my palms. My shining Dawn magic sword suddenly appeared in midair as glimmering Holy Light slowly burned upon it, making it seem like a beacon in the darkness.
”Holy Light, I praise you, for you bring hope to those lost in the darkness and give them guidance…”
Although I was muttering prayers filled with praise and respect for the Holy Light, I wasn't praising the God of Holy Light like a normal Holy Light priest was. Instead, I was speaking my own comprehension and gratitude of Holy Light.
That's right, my gratitude. It couldn't be denied how important Holy Light's blessing and Holy Light job class members had been as humans went from weak to strong, from barbarians living in wastelands to ruling over the entire world.
Holy Light provided a light in the darkness and brought order to this chaotic land. Of course I was grateful to it.
As I prayed, my Dawn Holy Light sword gradually rose up into the air like a rising sun.
Back when I used Dawn against Sophocles the Deceiver, Dawn had been in its light-gathering form, but now Dawn was in its light-spreading form, similar to a lighthouse.
At this moment, everyone on the battlefield stopped for a second, undead and humans included. They all instinctively looked in this direction since it seemed like a new sun was slowly rising.
Pure Holy Light, this completely new type of Holy Light, was now showing off its true form in front of the world for the first time ever.
The intelligent undead and Undead Lords all started furiously retreating when they discovered that this ”sun” was actually emanating Holy Light. They couldn't understand why this Holy Light could illuminate the entire battlefield when Holy Light was clearly supposed to have a short range.
They then discovered that this Holy Light wasn't as scary as they had expected. This Holy Light didn't directly burn them like normal. Instead, it actually felt warm and comfortable, making them want to soak in it some more…
”Wait a moment, something's wrong. We can actually sense warmth?”
At this moment, the intelligent undead noticed that something was wrong with the situation. This Holy Light filled with positive energy wasn't directly harming them, but it was gradually corroding and erasing their negative energy.
Compared to the original Holy Light, the pure Holy Light was far weaker in attack power. However, even the strongest Holy Light priest in the world would only be capable of covering an area of a few hundred meters in Holy Light, while this sun of pure Holy Light illuminated the entire battlefield.
The human warriors also felt warmed. They also discovered that their injuries were actually healing gradually, and as they fought the undead, they also noticed to their delight that the undead were becoming weaker.
This was a combat strategy that I had especially prepared for major battlefields. My Dawn sword would buff creatures of Order in a mega large AOE while debuffing demons and undead in a similarly mega large AOE.
This pure Holy Light wouldn't have powerful attack strength, but the pure Holy Light would have very little consumption, unlike original Holy Light which was only good for one round of explosive attacks. This lighthouse could be lit indefinitely, so as long as the battle lasted long enough, even the Undead Lords would be weakened and ignited.
Of course, using this ability also had a downside…
”Kill him!”
Furious soul language echoed everywhere. At this moment, all undead, no matter if they were lowly zombies and skeletons or Abominations and bone dragons, focused only on me.
Their originally lifeless eyes suddenly become ignited with soulfire as every single undead targeted me.
What surprised me was that I also heard cries of pain from the clouds. The pure Holy Light was actually dispelling the dark clouds and rain!
The pure Holy Light had the power to cleanse the power of Chaos. This scene was obviously unnatural, which led to only one possible conclusion.
”All of these clouds are actually part of an undead's physical body? Is this the true body of an Undead Emperor? How fun.”
My mood wasn't nearly as jubilant as it appeared. While playing a video game, a person would at most be able to taunt an entire screen of monsters. However, I had taunted the entire battlefield. Others would taunt one or two monsters at a time, while I had taunted several hundred thousand… and not only that, I had no tanks to block the enemy for me.
I hesitated for a moment, but decided in the end to maintain this Holy Light sun as it was providing highly important illumination and support for the entire battlefield on top of debuffing the enemy leaders. This would be a battle of attrition to see who lasted longer.
I trusted that others would block the undead for me since I had shown my usefulness.
What if others failed to block the undead for me? That was actually quite easy to deal with. If I was surrounded, then I would turn off my taunt ability and run away…
”Halent, have your people help protect me, otherwise I might just run at any moment!”
Harloys transmitted those words to Halent for me. If we won and he mentioned this to me afterwards, I would never admit what I had said.
And if we lost? I would have run away already, so what meaning would there be in admitting what I said?