Chapter 26 (1/2)

Translator: La0o9  Editor: La0o9

“Herlo!” Noah chanted the name of the God of strength, calling upon the spirit of strength in the world and imbuing his body with physical prowess.

“Samira!” intense wind once again began to pick up. The wind was indeed strong, but the most it could do was make someone topple over from losing balance, the true threat came from hidden things inside the wind, if you carelessly let them sweep across you, a long wound would be drawn on your body.

Bukittel wasn’t panicked, once he fought without holding back, his fighting strength could easily rank among the top of this world. He had a total of 5 Graces gifted from God.

The Grace of Salvation, capable of curing wounds and diseases.

The Grace of Protection, capable of forming a barrier that shields against damage.

The Grace of Understanding, capable of forming a special sight to observe things that normal people can’t see.

The Grace of Justice, capable of cutting apart anything he deems to be unjust.

The Grace of Vitality, capable of giving the owner a powerful physique.

It was because Bukittel managed to take 5 Graces from God that he became the most powerful Warrior of Divine Grace among everyone in the Church of Divine Grace.

“My Lord’s Grace declares my power to be just! Young man, for serving an Evil Spirit, I declare you unjust, and I shall cut you down!” Bukittel wielded the sword in his hand high. Glowing with the light of faith, he cut the wind apart, not allowing the things inside it to approach him. The Grace of Vitality gave him a powerful body that allowed him to immediately shorten his distance with Noah.

“Stromiano!” Noah wasn’t panicked, he calmly and swiftly chanted the name of the God of the wall. Several invisible things quickly converged and stopped in front of Bukittel’s sword.

Black liquid splashed everywhere as a wall of meat suddenly manifested in front of Noah. The wall itself looked like it was made from black, squirming pieces of meat, so as it was hit by Bukittel’s sword, it started to ‘bleed’ a black liquid while squirming even more intensely, trying to swallow the sword whole.

“Blasphemous thing!” Bukittel scowled, the sword in his hand glowed brightly and sliced the wall of meat apart, melting it into a pile of black liquid.

The rune on his head still shining, Bukittel stared intensely at the calm Noah and couldn’t help himself praising the young man. This boy only looked to be about 10 years old, but he wasn’t panicked in the face of trouble, almost like he could maintain his calm at anything.

Even the most talented youths of the Church of Divine Grace pale in comparison to him.

Bukittel sighed, as he was an enemy, the more talented he was, the more he needed to be eliminated.

“As a follower of evil, my hands of salvation do not reach out to you, I am sorry for that” Bukittel didn’t say much and stepped in, stabbing Noah with his sword imbued with the power of justice.

“Clergyman, where do you think we’re fighting?” Noah looked at the tip of the sword coming for him without a shred of fear, he understood very well that if this was a real clash of strength, he couldn’t win against Bukittel.