Chapter 330 - Holy Light (2/2)

Fortunately, Jason and the Priest had managed to break free from the Skeletal Warriors surrounding them by then, and met up with Sienna and the rest. They had only managed to come back from the brink of collapse with the help of Jason’s rune’s adamantine sword…

However, the looming figure above their heads continued to grow, and they could all start to smell the dragon breath.

“What… what do we do?” Sienna, who was panting heavily, sounded like a broken wind machine. He really felt completely hopeless as he watched the Humerus Wyrm fly closer towards them. Perhaps death would drown them all in the next second; he had already done what he could, but the young mage called Felic was still hovering silently in the air as though none of this had anything to do with him…

d.a.m.n it, he shouldn’t have trusted this kid.

Sienna cursed in his mind before he looked towards Jason for help.

“Let me…” n.o.body thought that it would be the Priest Rotiah, who had not spoken much, coming forth now. She slowly walked out from behind Jason as her delicate face was filled with determination and confidence.

“But…” Jason opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something, but stopped suddenly before finally nodding his head. “Alright…”

As Rotiah slowly walked out, her snowy white robes were being blown around by the wind, making a whipping noise. The melodious chanting of prayers flowed like water as she was covered in a sacred aura under the blinding Holy Light. Almost everyone held their breaths as they immersed themselves in the earth-shattering beauty. At that moment, everyone had forgotten about the Humerus Wyrm in the sky as well as their impending doom…

Then, a growl could be heard from the sky. The Humerus Wyrm opened its mouth and black flames spewed out of it. At the same time, the Priest finished her chant, and in a flash all they could see was a blinding explosion of Holy Light which seemed to galvanize the world in a layer of gold…

“BOOM!”

A deafening sound later, the world suddenly quieted down.

“What… what’s going on?” Sienna was the first to return to his senses. He touched his face unconsciously and looked around blankly. At that moment, Sienna thought he was in a dream as he could not believe that he was still alive after the dragon breath attack…

But everything around him seemed much to real—all 20-odd of his men, and not one less, were staring at him in confusion. The crowds of Skeletal Warriors, however, seemed to have disappeared into thin air, making the world much too empty. Besides the mage and the Humerus Wyrm in the air, all that was left were the confused faces of the Adventurers…

Oh, no, no, no… there was also the pale-faced Priest, who had fallen into a heap on the floor. Her pale face was void of any color, and Sienna could not detect any more Divine Power from her… not even a trace of life, actually. If not for her weak breathing, he would have thought she was dead.

Sienna then looked at the grieving Jason, and suddenly understood everything. The Priest had used a theurgy that required a large sacrifice—only such theurgy would save them from the dragon breath and allow them to survive, but the Priest would have to pay a large price.

“Thank you.” Sienna’s voice was soft, but even a deaf person would be able to tell that it came from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Li continued to hover silently in the sky, and his posture had not changed at all. It was as if nothing in the world had anything to do with him besides the Cross Sniper crossbow in his hands. Time was of utmost importance to him right now as he was releasing mana with all his might. Only when he released all the mana would he have a chance to use the Holy Light from the Meteorite Debris…