121 Genesis, the God’s Envoy Part 2 (2/2)
The twelve fireballs fused together and engulfed Genesis. Divine Protection was the Holy See’s toughest divine spell. Since Genesis had borrowed god’s strength, he would not be harmed for the time being. However, the fireballs were burning with life, so even Divine Protection would not be able to block them. Every inch of Genesis’ skin, flesh, intestines, and skeleton felt as though they were burning. Even though it was just a hallucination, it felt very real.
The two white deacons that stood beside Genesis had long since escaped, having been scared out of their wits. Even in their wildest dreams, they would never have expected a Grade 7 sorcerer to possess such immense power. Just a tiny bit of contact with that fireball would cause them to be totally incinerated.
The fireball continued to burn. The light that enveloped the camp was still present, and Saleen knew that the envoy of god was still alive, or else the light would have disappeared. However, there was a time limit to which Genesis could borrow god’s strength As long as Faerun’s life was not fully exhausted, the fireball would keep burning and Genesis’ soul would eventually be destroyed.
In the process of sacrificing his life, Faerun had boosted his power to that of a Grade 8 mage, and these twelve fireballs belonged to the realm of Grade 9 magic.
Almost every mage knew how to cast the Fireball spell. But in Faerun’s hands, this spell was unparalleled.
The mages that were in the camp stared blankly at the sky. All of them had the same emotions as Saleen. There was anger in their sadness, and within that sadness was pride.
But the angriest of them all was Genesis. The fools from the Pivotal Council had come to assassinate Lex. He had known that they would fail, so he had not bothered helping them, wanting to capture Lex alive so that he could hold the Qin Emperor hostage. But Genesis had never expected a mere Grade 7 sorcerer to be so aggressive and wield such strange magic.
Genesis could only tap into god’s power for an hour. Even if the fireball did not last that long, he would still sustain serious injuries. Furthermore, Picasso was not his subordinate, and Picasso had been forced to lead the way. Fycro must have been fuming. It was possible that arrogant fellow would take the opportunity to kill him if Picasso was seriously injured.
Genesis had defied the Pope’s will by coming to Holy Rock City, so many people would support Fycro if he decided to kill him. Hence, he had no choice but to use the taboo divine spell.
When Genesis thought of that spell, he began singing a prayer while trapped in that huge ball of fire.
”God, you say you are my messenger, my compassion, my hymn, my sword. You lead your followers through darkness towards the heavens. Those who believe in you will become the new followers while those who obstruct you will rot. I give you the majesty of god, and in my name, execute god's punishment.”
Lex stared unwaveringly at the sky as the bright blue fireball slowly split open and a bright stream of light descended from the sky. Wails could be heard from within the fireball.
Lex raised her left hand and said, ”Shinra!”
The god’s ring on Lex’s slender, white finger exploded in a myriad of colored rays, forming a gigantic shield. The shield provided protection over a radius of more than ten meters. There were not even gaps between her feet and the soil.
The Grade 9 fireball was destroyed by god's punishment and twelve different souls screamed in pain at the same time. The spear from god's punishment struck the colorful shield directly. Saleen felt himself sink into the soil and fell into total darkness.
The airtight shield was pushed forcefully into the ground and its speed of descent was faster than what magic could achieve. Then, the spear suddenly split into two, and one shot into the air directly at Genesis, who was under Divine Protection.
”Your Excellency!” the two white deacons exclaimed at the same time. They could not believe that god's punishment could be replicated and even had backlash. But hidden in Picasso’s voice was a hint of surprise. Even if Genesis did not die, he would still be gravely injured since he had been struck by god's punishment. Therefore, Picasso was safe for now. When Picasso thought of that, he then shouted to the other white deacon, ”Quick, save him!”
The spear easily broke Divine Protection and penetrated Genesis’ abdomen, creating a huge wound. Genesis fell towards the ground. The white deacons gave chase and caught his body in midair. On the ground, countless Grade 3 and Grade 4 mages cast their attack spells at the trio. The white deacons did not dare to retaliate, simply using a divine spell to protect themselves and escaping towards the sky.
With Genesis’ strength, he could have easily massacred the bunch of mages. However, if he was injured, he would not be able to protect Picasso. After all, Picasso was Fycro’s subordinate, and he had taken Picasso with him. Given Fycro’s temper, he would not let the matter slide so easily.
The colorful shield produced by the god’s ring continued protecting Saleen and the others, and kept sinking into the ground.
Their surroundings were in total darkness. Suddenly, there was vigorous shaking beneath their feet. Saleen used the Fluorescence spell to light up the area and discovered that he had landed in desolate wilderness. Aside from Nailisi and Sika, there were only two other swordsmen with Lex and Saleen.
What kind of place was this! Saleen looked up, but could only see a patch of grey.