1325 Purification Part 1 (2/2)

”What happened here?” Fycro patiently asked.

The holy masters were relieved by his demeanor. While Fycro was overbearing, he was not someone who vented his anger on others. None of them had been responsible for the incident.

A level nine holy master described the situation to Fycro.

”It seems that this Saleen has far better luck than I do,” Fycro said with a smirk. ”I was wrong for trying to take his Floating City. We'll head back and summon the souls of those who died in battle. We'll see if they can be preserved in the Divine Abyss.”

The holy masters were exasperated and returned to the Chaotic Swamp with Fycro. The Battle of Highland City was over. No abominations had been able to escape alive, yet Highland City was corroded by evil aura. Any living beings near Highland City would gradually turn into abominations.

Fycro was unclear what would happen from then on out. Having failed to acquire the Floating City, he did not waste his powers to purify Highland City. It was fortunate that there was still the Pivotal Council. Their holy masters would take care of things.

It was exhausting to clean up the aura of the Heretic God, so much so that it would have affected the combat prowess of the one doing so. If one were to endure the process, it was a good way to enhance one's level at divine arts.

If there was no enemy around, Fycro would have stayed behind in Highland City, figuring ways to completely clean the place up. At the very least, he would have been able to raise his power by another level.

Fycro did not seek revenge from Saleen. He failed in setting him up, and a huge portion of his troops were obliterated. It was hardly about who was right and who was wrong since it was impossible for mages and believers to be friends in the first place.

However, Fycro did not know that Saleen had evaded the bone's explosion and even bagged the bone's fragments for further research. He thought Saleen had actually evaded the calamity by chance and did not know of the finger bone of the Heretic God.

Saleen invited Grand Duke Iron Blood to stay behind when he returned to Nature City. The Grand Duke refused. He had lost over half of his forces and needed to recuperate back at his place. Saleen did not ask any further. As soon as the Grand Duke left, he called the pope, the leader of the knights, and the oracles of Nature Faith.

Baudelaire, Don, and Myers the Water Fox came to the Floating City. Saleen showed them magic projections. Baudelaire told him that he did not know what the finger bone of the Heretic God was. Myers the Water Fox did not know either. Only Don seemed steeped in thought.

After seeing Saleen looking at him with inquisitive eyes, Don said, ”My lord, the Heretic God is the enemy of all gods. That's all I know. I'm unable to understand why Fycro possessed the finger bone of the Heretic God.”

”Enemy of all gods?” Saleen asked.

”I saw that being written by a prisoner on the walls when I was jailed back then,” Don said.

Nailisi snickered. Don had no choice but to elaborate and say, ”That prisoner had been pope for three days. No one outside knew of that.”

”That means it isn't nonsense then. Don, write down everything you've seen.” Saleen realized the information was important.

”Alright.” Don asked for a pen and paper and began to write down the contents of what he recalled.

Saleen sealed the magic tower and dismissed his level nine subordinates. He took out a piece of the bone's fragments, which he had sealed within a piece of crystal. He etched layers of lightning magic patterns on the exterior of the crystal. Electricity glittered on it.

The grey-whitish bone fragment continued to emit an evil aura despite having been blocked off by lightning magic patterns, intending to taint the ones within the tower. Saleen cast his Lightning Territory and suppressed the bone's aura using territorial powers.

The energy of the bone fragment was exhausted in the explosion. It had no way of destroying Saleen's territory with the power it had left. Finally, its aura was contained within the crystal.

Saleen breathed a sigh of relief. Over 100,000 lightning warriors were destroyed while collecting the fragments, requiring them to slowly recuperate. The fragment was able to taint anyone who touched it and would have gradually abominated those lightning warriors.

If it had not been for the fact that the Lightning Constellation had a powerful weapon spirit taking charge, those lightning warriors would have either died or turned into abominations.

The Water Fox and the others felt a chill run down their spines. It was lucky for them that Saleen was to contain that thing.

”Are any of you three capable of using Purification of the Goddess of Nature?” Saleen asked.

”We do!” All three of them nodded.

Saleen was pleased and said, ”From here on out, leave the matters of propagating the faith to others. All three of you are to take turns purifying this piece of bone.”

”As you wish.” Baudelaire was the first among them to agree to it.

Doing so had great benefits to him. Every time he used Purification on the bone fragment, he would acquire more power. That was the power of rules. Purifying evil for their god would earn him rewards.

Purification was a simple divine spell. Baudelaire could acquire powers over 100 times faster by purifying the bone than training on divine arts the usual way. Furthermore, he had no intentions of training in the divine arts of the Goddess of Nature since he no longer had intentions of becoming believers of any god.

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