Holy Light Aversion? What Does It Have to Do With Me Being a Support?

Transmigrated into a fallen priest, Mark clutches the Forbidden Scripture that would make a saint’s face turn black in his left hand, and a cross blessed by the Abyss in his right.

When the...

Chapter 558 Holy Light - Swift Movement

"Go! Now!" Kyle shouted, and the Holy Light of Judgment acted like a solid wall, temporarily blocking the orcs on both sides who were trying to close in.

He seized the moment of chaos created by Mark's squad perfectly.

Elliott's cold command was given without the slightest hesitation:

"Follow me! 10 degrees due north, deep in the Forest of Dead Bones! Move quickly!"

He was the first to break free from the cover of the pile of bones, like a gray shadow skimming the ground, swiftly traversing the turbulent energy currents and the mud and dust kicked up by the explosion.

The remaining members of the Grey Falcon Squad mustered their last strength and gave chase to the grey shadow.

Ron, Darren, and the others scrambled and crawled, while veterans like Rick, Jim, and old Carl demonstrated their extensive experience, making full use of every depression and wreckage in the terrain.

Monica's camouflage disrupted the perception of the scattered pursuers, while Anna, like the most perceptive cheetah, guided the team away from the center of the energy burst.

They sped across the edge of the chaotic battlefield like an arrow released from a bow.

The deafening roars of the orcs and the sounds of fierce fighting behind them were briefly left behind, as the thick necromantic miasma mixed with gunpowder smoke obscured the view of those pursuing them.

In just a few minutes, they had successfully broken free from the main force of the orcs and temporarily disappeared into a labyrinth formed by twisted, giant skeletons, where the deathly aura was even stronger.

“It’s safe for now.” Elliott stopped at a relatively hidden angle formed by a giant rib, his voice still calm and even.

He quickly scanned the still-shaken team members, confirming their numbers and condition.

Mark was breathing heavily, the longsword formed from the cross necklace humming in his hand; the burst of energy he had just unleashed had taken a huge toll.

He looked around at the exhausted members of the Grey Falcon squad.

Ron, Darren, and Emilia, the young men from the Holy City, were almost exhausted, and Rex, Jim, and others were also struggling with their breathing.

Although the apprentice knights led by Oak were holding on, the difference in their ranks meant that they were also suffering tremendous losses in such a high-intensity melee and escape.

He made a decision in an instant.

Forcing everyone to charge the orc army again is too risky and unnecessary.

They were just a temporary team, and their goals were not the same.

Mark wiped the mud off his face, looked directly at Anna, Monica, and Enzo, and said in a crisp, clear voice:

"We'll proceed as planned. Create chaos, distract the orcs, and buy Elliott time."

He didn't look at anyone else.

The meaning is clear: this was their team's own decision and risk.

Anna nodded, her eyes gleaming with a thirst for experience points.

Ever since the people from the Elf Royal Court appeared, she has been thinking about becoming stronger as quickly as possible.

Monica silently adjusted the light and shadow around her.

Enzo grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, the lava patterns flickering beneath his skin.

With such a huge wave of experience points right in front of us, it would be a real shame not to take something from the orcs after they've traveled hundreds of thousands of miles.

“Mark!” Kyle’s voice rang out decisively. He stepped forward, the holy light of judgment faintly flowing around him, and his gaze swept steadily over the four of them. “It’s too dangerous for the four of you to venture into the beast tide alone. Ruby and I will go with you.”

He didn't need much explanation; protecting his comrades was his instinct, especially in this desperate situation where he was being hunted by both "friendly forces" and enemies.

Ruby, who was standing nearby, could no longer contain herself. Blazing white holy flames erupted from the flails, illuminating the raging anger in her eyes.

"That's right! Let those green-skinned bastards and backstabbing scum taste the flames! Don't even think about chasing us away like rabbits!"

She deeply resented the infighting among the high-ranking members of the Holy Light Church and was now more willing to stand with her comrades who had fought alongside her.

Their decision instantly changed the situation.

A six-person team—this far exceeded Elliott's original plan of only leading a small number of elites to break through.

Because these six people in front of him were already the strongest in his Grey Falcon Squad...

Elliott's cold gaze swept quickly between the six who had applied to leave the team and the remaining members of the Grey Falcon squad, his brain calculating at lightning speed like a sophisticated instrument.

He rubbed the spatial equipment at his waist, sensing the presence of intelligence files and maps inside.

After six people left the team, the team had seventeen members remaining.

The maximum number of players required for Holy Light Swiftness is twenty.

The remaining squad members all possessed intermediate or higher combat strength and self-defense experience, and their combat strength was balanced, so the casting of Holy Light Swiftness would not be hindered. Suddenly, the situation became much clearer.

The departure of six members brought the team down to the optimal number required for his pre-set spell, and those who left were the core members with the strongest combat power and the best ability to deal with chaos.

Risks are manageable, and returns are clear.

Moreover, the chaos they create will greatly increase the chances of the remaining squads successfully breaking through.

Elliott's flat voice was devoid of any emotion, as if he were merely stating a given fact, his gaze never leaving the direction of the battlefield:

"Approval granted. Create chaos to tie down the main orc force and create an opportunity for the squad to withdraw. After achieving the objective, proceed independently to withdraw and regroup towards the southeast gap in the Blackwater Shoal."

He didn't even offer any further words of advice or blessings, as if this was just a part of the mission plan that had already been written.

The moment he finished speaking, he had already quietly crushed an inconspicuous holy light rune stone in his hand.

The faint yet pure holy energy spread out silently, like a preheating engine, beginning to activate the vast holy light magic power pre-stored in the equipment in his waist space.

This is in preparation for the upcoming squad-level Holy Light Swiftness spell.

"Let's go!" Mark shouted without hesitation.

Enzo's lava patterns suddenly lit up, and Anna's figure disappeared into the shadows on the flank like a cheetah. Monica's camouflage spell rippled outwards, instantly covering the edge of the squad.

Kael and Ruby's holy light and blazing flames shone brightly. Following closely behind, six figures, like arrows released from a bow, rushed headlong into the area on the side where the orcs roared most densely and seemingly the most dangerous, willingly turning themselves into sharp blades to disrupt the battle!

Elliott didn't even look in the direction they disappeared; his cold gaze was fixed on the depths of the Bone Forest, due northwest.

He began to emanate a near-tangible, restrained yet powerful holy light fluctuation, and a deep, rapid incantation rolled in his throat, frantically drawing out and compressing the massive amount of holy light energy stored in his spatial equipment.

An invisible, streamlined force field composed of pure holy light began to tightly envelop the remaining team members with remarkable efficiency.

"Everyone, get within three meters of me! Prepare for the impact!" For the first time, Elliott's voice carried an absolute, unquestionable tone of command.

Ron, Darren, and the others practically tumbled and crawled forward, while Oak and the other apprentice knights immediately formed a simple circular defense around them.

"Holy Light - Swift Movement!"

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