495 Reward (1/2)

The long sword looked ordinary, radiating a soft but determined glow. As the silver-purple in Natasha's eyes became pure crystal-clear, two illusory splits that looks as though they could split the world apart suddenly appeared on the blade. In a mere second, the sword had reached Congus' head.

The vital part of a lich was not its heart and neck. Only by damaging the head, where the soul resided, could one effectively injure a lich.

Under the weight of the ”Pale Justice”, streaks of transparent cracks appeared in the boring mix of black, white and grey. Two needle-like red spots were revealed underneath.

Puff… It sounded like the sword just hacked onto a piece of rotten wood. All the emergency defense spells were rendered invalid by the power of the mysterious existence in the World of Souls.

”Ah!!!” A bitter and piercing shriek burst out.

And Natasha was directly blown away by the power. Blood came out from her eyes, nose, and mouth.

This was not Demigod-lich's Howling, but the spiritual power waves released by Congus in great fury. Although with Pale Justice's protection, Natasha was still severely injured. Meanwhile, Lucien suffered even more from the great power. He felt beyond dizzy, and there was a strong taste of blood in his mouth.

”Good… Good!” Congus's furious voice seemed to come from far away.

Both Lucien's and Natasha's hearts sank for a second.

Was Congus still ”alive”?!

Suddenly, Congus's black cloak split from the middle. The white skeleton inside collapsed to the ground and decayed instantly. The smell stank badly.

On the skull, two deep cracks appeared, under which warm holy light twinkled.

Then with a crispy sound, the skull cracked open. The smaller golden skull in the middle also bore undescribable unreal injuries.

Without the protection of the defense spells, this one single strike was almost as powerful as the power of Alterna to Congus.

Pale Justice, the terminator of all evils, was a legendary weapon at this moment!

The silver moonlight seized control over the mixed colors of black, white and grey, preventing it from spreading out.

”I will be back. You'd better come up with some better tricks! ” Congus proclaimed in a voice was full of viciousness.

The golden skull broke into three pieces and clattered on the ground, while Congus' soul slowly faded from the scene.

”Even with this he still isn't entirely dead! Liches, no, sorcerers are so troublesome!” Natasha complained half-jokingly in a finally relaxed mood.

Lucien was already lying on the ground, unable to move. He felt that his neurons twitched under the sharp pain. However, he felt such ease in his mind. Despite the cost, they had defeated Demigod-lich!, Although he had been stuck at the accidence of the legendary level for hundreds of years, he was still a true legendary sorcerer! Without a doubt, they were very proud of themselves.

”Among… Among all the sorcerers, necromancers are the hardest to… to kill.” Lucien gasped through the sentence due to the great pain. But after he pulled out a tube of Water Song and drank it all, he felt better. Then he continued. ”But we nailed it! Now Congus has to go back to the main material world for his resurgence using his phylactery since he had used up his most convenient backup last time. This means we'll be safe for at least one day.”

Natasha stood up and carefully brought Lucien's left arm to him. ”We can get ready by making the most of the day. Then as long as we can stay alive for one more day, given that the pieces can behave themselves like today, granny Hathaway and the Lord of Storm shall be arriving. By the way, can you put this back?”

”I'm not a radiant knight,” said Lucien. But he still stood up slowly and took over his left arm. Pressing it against the cut, the flesh and nerves started growing, and the bones were covered in a layer of dim white light.

Carrying the Saint Badge given by Ell, Lucien was as strong as a grand knight. Plus his blood power, the magic potion Water Song, and the power of Alterna, although he could not fully recover, Lucien could still roughly put the left arm back. However, the pain and the torturing itch from the growing of flesh were so intolerable that Lucien had to bite his lips very tight to stop himself from crying out loud.

At this time, a cold hand touched Lucien's face, soothing his pain while delivering great willpower.

Natasha frowned slightly, but she joked deliberately to distract Lucien. ”You finally get to know how I felt when there was a hole in my lower abdomen, huh? A grand knight can quickly recover, but it's an awful torture.”

Beads of sweat covered Lucien's forehead, but were then gently wiped off by Natasha. A few minutes later, Lucien finally managed to force a smile and replied, ”I couldn't tell by then. You were even discussing how to barbecue your own organs.”