"A futile struggle." The Oracle's voice pierced the stagnant snow, icy cold. "Your every thought, every attack, has long been clearly reflected in the long river of prophecy. Predicting the future is precisely the power of me, the Oracle."

Torge roared in shock and anger, and his huge ice crystal body rose up again with a biting cold current!

He no longer attacked from a distance, but instead intended to tear apart the unfathomable enemy in front of him with pure physical force.

The heavy fist covered with dark blue ice crystals smashed down, causing a whistling sound that froze the space.

The oracle's figure was like a weightless phantom. It disappeared out of thin air the moment Torge's fist touched it, and then condensed in another place several meters away.

Torg swung his giant palm horizontally, trying to hold him in his palm, but the Oracle once again dodged accurately before the touch.

"A foolish man with only brute force." The Oracle commented indifferently, and traced the star chart again with his fingertips.

Several silver light ropes shot out silently from the star disk, as fast as lightning, and instantly wrapped around Torge's giant arm!

Torge roared and tried to break free, but those light ropes were not the ice crystal shell that bound him directly.

Instead, it penetrated the ice like a living thing, accurately wrapped around and nailed into the energy core joint of the left arm that had been torn apart by the Dark Angel and severely damaged by Monica and Enzo!

The complex runes on the light rope suddenly lit up, forcibly interfering with and delaying the violent flow of energy in Torge's body.

Torge's locked arms froze in mid-air, and for the first time, his huge body began to tremble and freeze uncontrollably.

The Oracle didn't even spare a second glance at the temporarily trapped ice giant.

For him, dealing with Torge was just a matter of following the established plan and following the steps step by step.

His gaze turned to Mark's team, who were blocked by an invisible barrier below and unable to move. To be more precise, he locked onto the elf girl Anna and the assassin Monica.

"The time has come."

The oracle whispered, and waved his withered right hand casually in the direction of the two people.

An invisible and terrifying suction force far stronger than the magic-suppressing collar descended instantly!

The emerald green natural magic light flowing around Anna's body instantly dimmed and became disordered, and she withered like a plant with its roots pulled out.

She groaned in pain and felt a tearing sensation from deep within her soul, as if the source of her strength was being forcibly stripped away.

Monica next to her was in an even worse state.

Her attempt to escape into the shadows was crushed by an absolute force. The pure shadow magic in her body gushed out like a lit fuse, quickly escaping her control. Her body trembled violently, and her face behind the veil was as pale as paper.

The unique source of shadow magic power in the two people, which served as key sacrifices, was being forcibly extracted by the Oracle!

Mark's eyes burned with anger, and he ignored Anna's lung-piercing cries of "Don't go!"

Enzo's broken body fell to the side, and Anna and Monica's power was being ruthlessly drained. This scene completely ignited his suppressed madness.

"Xiao Mu! Take me up!" he growled.

Xiao Mu, who was hiding in his arms, responded instantly. As the magic power surged violently, three pairs of huge wings of different colors suddenly shot out from his body!

The strong wind blew away the snow, and the giant wings flapped violently, carrying Mark into the sky like a cannonball, piercing straight into the thick fog, and locking onto the oracle in mid-air.

The thick fog rolled in, and the figure of the oracle was looming.

He watched the scene indifferently, as if watching the last leap of an ant.

The colorful black light magic that erupted from Mark's body posed no threat in his eyes.

After all, the aura emanating from Mark and the status bar above his head showed that he was just a clergyman who had not yet entered the high ranks.

There was no way it could pose a threat to him.

What's more, he didn't come here in his real form.

As for the strange slime-like wings, they only brought a trace of barely perceptible interest to the corners of his withered mouth.

"A strange creation, but that's all." He didn't even bother to move, his suspended posture filled with absolute contempt.

The cross necklace in Mark's hand burst out with dazzling colorful light and instantly turned into a spear engraved with sacred runes!

The tip of the gun was wrapped in boiling colorful black light, and he held it tightly in both hands. Taking advantage of the momentum of the dive, he stabbed it fiercely into the chest and abdomen of the Oracle with the weight of his whole body!

Phew!

A clear sound like piercing tough leather was heard!

The strange colorful black light on the tip of the gun ignored the Oracle's protection and penetrated his thick gray robe without any hindrance, piercing deep into his lower abdomen!

"What?!" For the first time, the indifference on the Oracle's face was torn apart by intense astonishment and unbelievable pain.

He looked down at the golden gun handle that had sunk into his abdomen, feeling the scorching and chaotic colorful black light energy raging in his body, like boiling magma mixed with icy spikes.

"Ugh...damn bastard! What kind of magic is this!?"

The excruciating pain and humiliation unleashed an unprecedented fury.

The withered palm, packed with a terrifying force that could almost crush a mountain, struck out like lightning!

Bang!!!

Mark was like being hit by a battering ram, and the whole person and the spear in his hand were knocked away!

The sound of the sternum breaking was clearly audible, and the body turned into a blurred afterimage and smashed into the ice wall below, embedding into a deep pit, with gravel and ice chips flying everywhere.

"Unpredictable ant! Saru is a complete waste!"

The Oracle covered his bleeding abdomen, and sticky black blood seeped out from between his fingers and dripped onto the ice surface, making a hissing and burning sound.

His face was distorted as he roared, his voice like an arctic storm tearing through the canyon.

"I should have killed you long ago! I shouldn't have kept you around, a piece of trash that's in the way..."

The intense pain and unexpected loss of strength caused him to instantly vent all his impotent rage on the Dark Church envoy who had failed to eliminate Mark.

In his rage, he didn't notice at the first moment that at the moment he was slapped away, Mark, who was smashed into the ice wall, used up his last bit of strength to fiercely unfold a scroll in front of his chest and detonated it.

And Mark's target was not himself, but the high and mighty oracle and his bleeding wound!

Buzz——!!!

The purest, warm and sacred holy light energy burst out instantly!

A huge light net composed of holy light runes opened up instantly, starting from the ice wall where Mark was embedded, and suddenly rose and expanded at a speed beyond vision.

In an instant, the oracle who was covering his wound and cursing in mid-air was completely enveloped!

This light was warm enough to heal a dying wound, but for the Oracle who had just been injured by Mark's [Divine Judgment], the holy light pouring into his wound was like a red-hot iron suddenly pressed into the flesh and blood flowing with dark divinity!

“Hiss—!!!”

The Oracle let out an unprecedented sharp scream, a mixture of anger and extreme pain!