The rich dark divinity in the wound beneath the oracle's gray robe was burned by the pure holy light, emitting a fierce "hissing" sound of confrontation.

Visible black smoke rose violently from between his fingers and from his wounds!

That withered and cold face was distorted to the extreme by severe pain, and his eyes were burning with anger that was enough to burn everything.

He subconsciously used his palms covered with huge dark power to tear the holy light net that wrapped around him!

But unfortunately, he was entangled by the erosion effect formed by the combination of Mark's profane mark and the subsequent holy light healing.

The colorful black light that penetrated deep into the wound was like a maggot in the tarsal bone, working together with the exploding holy light to madly burn the dark origin within his clone.

No matter how he mobilized his power of prediction, trying to analyze, expel or transform this mixed energy, he had little success.

This power was completely beyond his ability to expel and purify.

He could clearly feel that the vitality of this body was draining away at an unprecedented rate.

The high concentration of dark magic that made up the body quickly disintegrated under the continuous purification of the holy light.

As an oracle, he could not tolerate being forced into such an embarrassing situation by an ant that had not even reached a high level, and he could not endure the pain and loss of power that continued to be brought by the "blasphemous mark".

"filthy!"

The Oracle let out a low, disgusted roar and made a decision in an instant.

The withered left hand suddenly transformed into a solid dark energy blade.

Without the slightest hesitation, with resolute ruthlessness, he slashed fiercely at the right side of his body that had been tainted by the holy light and was constantly emitting black smoke!

"laugh--!"

A large mass of filthy flesh and blood wrapped in rich colorful black light and holy light was peeled off with a sound.

The moment this part of the body left the body, the entangled energy inside it completely went out of control, making a sharp sizzling sound.

Like an ice cube thrown into boiling oil, it burned violently and shrank in the embrace of the holy light, eventually turning into drifting ashes and smoke and disappearing without a trace.

At the same time, the remaining part of the Oracle's body frantically absorbed the remaining chaotic energy on the battlefield, barely maintaining its form.

A new, smaller and dimly lit phantom of a body quickly formed where the filthy flesh had been cut off.

However, the energy fluctuations on the surface of this new clone were extremely unstable, the color was dim, and the pressure it emitted had dropped several levels compared to before, and the magic power reserves were only one tenth of what it had.

It is obvious that he has fallen from the legendary level back to the non-transcendent level.

The Oracle's new incarnation's gaze instantly locked onto Mark, whose life or death was unknown on the ice wall below.

Mark's strange methods were beyond his expectations, although someone had told him that this priest was not easy to mess with.

But he always thought that was just an excuse that person made for his failure.

Now he was actually hurt by this ant-like priest!

The extreme humiliation and an inexplicable uneasiness made him want to kill.

"Die!" He abandoned any moves and gave Mark no time to react.

Relying purely on the remaining strength, he swooped down towards Mark, who was lying motionless in the deep pit of the ice wall. His withered claws grabbed him fiercely with the last bit of strength he had gathered!

He now just wants to completely eliminate this "unpredictable" variable.

However--

A streak of black and white mixed with blue-gray light was as fast as lightning!

Mark, who was seriously injured and could hardly move, did not fall. Instead, he was promptly supported by the little angel Mu from Mark's team with his camouflaged soft body.

At the moment when the Oracle's claws attacked, Xiao Mu's body shrank and bounced!

Its wings, which had amazing explosive power, flapped violently, dragging Mark up dangerously, perfectly avoiding the Oracle's determined attack.

"Mum!" Xiao Mu made a quick and short warning, or rather a provocative sound.

The Oracle's claw missed, and his body's strength plummeted and his speed was far inferior to Xiao Mu's flexibility, so he could only scratch a few deep scratches on the ice wall in vain.

He raised his head suddenly, his face showing the pain of being cut off and the pollution, as well as the shock and rage that could not be concealed.

The newly born weak clone was unable to pursue and could only watch as the pink slime dragged Mark, like the most agile swift, and dodged at high speed between the rugged icicles and crevices in the canyon.

His speed could not catch up with Xiaomu's explosive short-distance sprint and strange changes of direction in the air!

"Damn bugs!" These two words were squeezed out of the oracle's new clone's throat, with a volcanic rage suppressed in the coldness.

He hovered at a low altitude and did not pursue rashly.

Having lost his absolute strength and predictive advantage, and being toyed with by a slime, he felt unprecedented humiliation and helplessness.

But he is the Oracle, and a little setback cannot defeat him.

Anyway, there was only one slime left who could only run away, so this group of people no longer posed a threat to him.

He just needs to continue with the next ritual!

The Oracle's cold gaze followed the ice crack where Xiao Mu disappeared. The severed right side of his body was still surging with filthy blood.

His skinny fingers clenched suddenly, and a low growl mixed with the sound of metallic friction escaped from his throat:

"You troublesome bugs... Once I control the Star Remains, I will crush you into icy dust!"

The gray robe fluttered and fell back onto the ice surface. The three people collapsed in the invisible barrier were ready-made supplements.

The second professions they possess are professions blessed by the main gods of all parties, and they have the core magic power of these blessed professions.

He can both conceal the secret of controlling the 'Heart of Star Skeleton' in the future to avoid attracting the attention of the gods, and successfully suppress the 'Heart of Star Skeleton'.

Of course, he had no idea what would become of the three people who had been stripped of their core professions.

This was the first time he had done something like this. According to the records in the classics, it seemed that he would transform into a corrupted monster...

The Oracle was quite excited when he thought about how all the companions of a priest had transformed into fallen monsters.

He was too embarrassed to think about how interesting the expression on that damn priest's face would be at that time!

Anna's emerald green magic was like being entangled by thorns, being peeled off from her body bit by bit, revealing the dark shadow hidden within.

Monica curled up on the ice, the excruciating pain of the shadow energy being forcibly extracted made her fingertips dig deep into the frozen soil.

Enzo barely held up the blood-stained forging hammer and tried to protect his companions, but the runes on the hammer were suddenly dimmed by the Oracle's grasp in the air.

Even so, the Oracle was obviously much slower in extracting the magic power from the three people!

"Too slow..." The Oracle glanced at his own hollow wound, and the sticky black blood was constantly eroding the ice surface.

Mark's strange colorful light mixed with holy power made the healing of the wound as difficult as climbing a rock against the current.

Anxiety overwhelmed the indifference of the divinity, and the dry claws suddenly tore the flesh of the left arm!

Phew!

The black blood splattered on the dark blue ice, moving and outlined like a living thing.

The blood lines twisted and spread, instantly condensing into a triple nested magic circle.

It was the "Origin Stripping Curse" that he learned from ancient books.

A biting chill rose from the magic circle, and Anna and Monica simultaneously groaned as if they were on the verge of death. The speed at which their original magic power was being sucked away suddenly increased several times!