The Shepherd's Covenant

During a ritual to summon demons, Aihuas finally recalled memories of his previous life.

This was supposed to be an online game developed and operated by his own company for six years. Now, h...

Chapter 857 Leah, Fire Meteor!

Chapter 857 Leah, Fire Meteor!

At that instant, a raging flame burst out from within the body, and the flames spread outward for seven or eight meters, covering nearly half of the top floor of the bell tower!

The Gray Falcon didn't even have time to scream before his entire body was shattered and turned into ashes in the raging fire.

Lalo was even burned—the fire spread to his body. But he seemed to have anticipated this. As soon as he emerged from his trance of foresight, he dodged the initial explosion and was only burned by the flames.

Without hesitation, he rolled on the ground and quickly put out the flames.

——Just by meeting each other and taking one move, one of the four of them was killed!

To make matters worse, they just happened to trigger the conditions for a special victory!

[Choose One of Three: When there are only three participants left in the ceremony, one person must be eliminated within a limited time, otherwise all three will be considered failures.]

A ten-minute countdown appeared in the minds of the remaining three people at the same time.

——It was already difficult to fight, and now we have to reduce one more person!

They looked at each other subconsciously.

Without waiting for the other two to say anything, Lalo almost jumped up from the ground and said, "I'll do it!"

"No, Lalo!"

The eldest princess shouted urgently.

"Hi……"

Even in this desperate situation, Lalo still had a playful smile on his face: "The worst that can happen is that I surrender."

He simply looked at Aleister and said solemnly, "Remember the prophetic poem I just mentioned—that's the 'Starry Sky Prophecy' by the Late Night Poet!"

"……I know."

Aleister nodded seriously.

Of course she knew about this profession.

This is a rare profession that can only be advanced to by a Bard of the Path of Beauty who multi-tasks as an Astrologer or Prophet of the Path of Adaptation.

At the beginning of the battle, this profession will fall into a trance and recite a "prophecy poem", which will last for six seconds.

When fighting a BOSS, the opponent's special mechanism is generally revealed; in group PVP, the strongest player among the opponents will be highlighted; and in a one-on-one duel, the opponent's skills with the highest damage will also be reminded.

However, players usually choose this profession to be greedy for output, and its combat effectiveness is very strong - this is the value of people being able to play it even if they can control themselves for six seconds at the beginning.

This profession will trigger "Future Sight" once every six seconds.

This effect has three possibilities: guaranteed dodge of the next non-critical attack, guaranteed non-critical hit upon the next critical hit, and guaranteed hit and critical hit upon the next attack. After triggering, a six-second delay buff is granted: increased dodge rate, reduced critical hit rate, and guaranteed hit and increased critical hit rate.

If the next "Future Sight" triggered during the duration still randomly receives the same BUFF as the last time, this delayed BUFF will refresh the duration and add another layer of effect.

Theoretically, the Poet can stack up to six identical buffs, resulting in a formidable maximum damage output. Paired with weapons with high burst damage like dual blades, polearms, or dual-wielding staves, and by flexibly switching between rotations, he can maximize his burst abilities while maximizing their guaranteed hit and critical hit chance. Normally, he can use his support skills to increase his damage or speed.

As long as he is not so unlucky that he never gets out of this state, the Midnight Poet can deal quite good damage.

Lalo obviously has no means of attack.

Therefore, even if he entered the "Night of Vengeance" state that increased his critical hit rate, he obviously could not deal any damage.

As a support profession, the last thing he could do... was to give Aleister and the others some benefits.

"Hold the spear and strike the enemy hard."

He began to sing a mournful war song, clapping his hands like drums: "For home and country, I set out on the path to the stars..."

In an instant, storms and yellow sand rose up all around.

A circle of fine sand like a star ring condensed around everyone - it was sand armor that could be used to resist damage.

And at this time.

The "angel" who smashed the gray falcon with one punch was slowly retracting his hand.

At this moment, behind Him is still the "tetrahedron" representing fire, but this time there is no layer of crystals emerging on the surface of the body.

...is it because He was transformed from wind into fire?

The eldest princess realized that this seemed to be an opportunity.

Her hands, which were originally clasped together, were now tightly clasped together, her fingers clenched to the point of turning white. The bright yellow light of the sand clock lit up in her pupils, and even the blue veins on her forehead bulged out.

The black smoke that continued to evaporate from her body caused the entire bell tower to vibrate rumblingly.

——She wanted to transform the entire clock tower into an immortal rune giant!

Seeing this, the angel turned around and looked at her.

Alchemy?

He made a mocking sound.

The eldest princess' heart tightened - she still remembered how the gray falcon died!

But at this moment, the King of the Wild Hunt took a step forward and charged forward.

Heleqin turned into thunder and charged forward - with just one strike, the unprotected angel was severely injured and sent flying!

Great, take this opportunity...

Princess Noelle felt relieved.

But at this moment, her alchemy suddenly became sluggish.

It was as if a roaring machine suddenly stopped, as if the sound of gears slowly slowing down under heavy load could be heard—she suddenly coughed up blood and fell to her knees helplessly. The black smoke around her body also dissipated in an instant, and the rumbling sound of the ground also dissipated like an illusion.

It's not that power is taken away, nor that authority is locked.

Rather, the wrestler is stopped by a greater force—like a family car trying with all its might to push a fully loaded heavy truck, burning its own engine until it smokes but still unable to move forward an inch.

[I come here by the order of the Endless Knot——]

【Alchemy doesn't work on me, girl!】

The overlapping sounds rang out.

It's more like a reminder than a threat.

Immediately afterwards, the King of the Wild Hunt rushed forward again and fought with the angel!

"……Order?"

Princess Noelle couldn't stop coughing and stammered out the doubts in her heart.

Lalo was startled and immediately sang a hymn in praise of the candlelight, trying to heal Noelle's injuries.

However, the flip side of a bard's mastery of all things is their lack of skill—whether as a defender or a healer, they're both somewhat inferior to their primary duties. Under the fourth-level treatment, Noelle's coughing only slowed down, but he wasn't instantly healed.

Hearing this, Aleister hesitated for a moment.

Combined with the previous prophetic poem, she seemed to suddenly understand something...

"...In that case. Live on, Lalo."

At this moment, Princess Noelle suddenly reached out and pushed Lalo away.

Her eyes hardened: “Kill me, Miss Aleister!

"—Release His Holiness the Pope!"

Aleister heard this, but he just turned around and glanced at Noelle silently. The look in his eyes was so complicated that Noelle was a little confused.

She whispered, "If you're still here, cast a curse on Noelle...

"Just think of it as being for me, okay?"

But nothing happened.

At that moment, tears appeared in Aleister's eyes, but disappeared again after she blinked, turning into a resolute fire of revenge.

"...Your Holiness! If you don't curse me, I will also give up my throne!"

Princess Noelle raised her hand and spoke loudly.

As an alchemist... she realized the angel was right. To Him, alchemy meant nothing. She had only been able to perform alchemy in the first place because He had "allowed" her to do so.

Because she had experienced this feeling before.

When she was a child, just beginning her study of alchemy, she was stopped by her father, who had reached the fourth level. Alchemy is a force of balance, and the path of balance possesses the ability to dispel the extraordinary abilities of all other paths. In alchemy, this manifests as the ability to analyze certain things.

Likewise, it must also have the ability to eliminate and contain itself – alchemy itself can be “demystified” and “demystified”!

Like an hourglass turned upside down, the stronger Balancer will prevent the weaker from taking action.

In a sense, the balanced path is a more strict path in terms of superiors and subordinates than the authoritarian path.

That angel possessed alchemical abilities far exceeding her own, which meant that her abilities were useless!

In this case, keeping Lalo who can provide group benefits is the best choice.

——But even at this point, no curse has beenfallen her.

“…Give up, Noelle.”

Aleister whispered.

She looked at the angel, her eyes trembling for a moment.

She clenched her right fist, then unclenched it again.

...I see. This level of mental disorder...is this the right approach for pastoral care?

So this is what it’s like to be shepherded…

In this world, the Fallen Angels were not dragged down by the Tail Ring.

Therefore, the foundation of the Way of Transmutation became the Geometric Celestial Gems scattered throughout the material world...

But...where does Huan Tiansi get the desire to dedicate himself?

She remembered her boss saying that Huantiansi had already given all the paths of dedication to Aiwass.

Without the desire to give, pastoral care would be impossible to accomplish!

She had tried it before - using pastoral care when her path was unbalanced, but it had no effect.

etc……

"Ancient shepherds shed their blood..."

Aleister murmured softly: "Could it be that..."

She is the same person as Aiwass and Huan Tiansi, and their ways of thinking are similar.

At that moment, she vaguely grasped the key.

Blood……

Ancient blood... shepherds... gave their blood...

Aleister subconsciously reached out and held her necklace - she would hold it whenever she felt uneasy.

At that moment, Aleister was stunned.

She looked down and saw the liquid soul stored in the bottle of necklace.

"——I admit defeat and forfeit."

At this moment, Noelle raised her hand without hesitation.

The next moment, her body suddenly collapsed like a foam phantom.

Elsewhere, the angel had been severely wounded by the relentless Wild Hunt King, and the wounds on his body kept healing and reappearing.

The light behind him turned green, and in an instant it turned into a hurricane and disappeared into the air.

Soon after, the King of the Wild Hunt followed closely behind and disappeared again.

The two men then appeared from another place at the same time, and the thunder halberd collided with the right fist wrapped in a hurricane, forcing the angel to be knocked back again!

"—Bare hands are ultimately no match for divine weapons."

Heleqin sighed.

【Yeah? 】

At this moment, a card emerged from the angel's hand.

[Then let’s move on to the third stage, Heleqin——]

The angel suddenly called out Heleqin's name.

Until this moment, Aleister finally confirmed everything.

【——Liya, Fireball! 】

The butterfly of rebellious flames emerged from the vortex of blazing fire—

But this time it was on the opposite side.

In an instant, time froze again.

This is the seventh question.

Apart from this time, there are two last chances to answer questions.

If the painting is not completed before then, the promotion ceremony will fail.

This time, the question was the shortest one in the promotion ceremony:

[——Who is He?]

And there are three equally short answers.

【——Elemental Emperor】

【——Apostle in the Present World】

as well as……

【——Eternal Pope】

Why could the "angel" completely abandon chanting and use this powerful spell comparable to the sixth level at will; why was the angel himself so fragile, able to use the power of the sixth level, but looked so embarrassed once the King of the Wild Hunt got close to him; why did he have such a strong self-healing ability that he could not be killed even when the King of the Wild Hunt chased him and chopped him; why was there that strange halo pattern on his back... and why, at this point, the host still did not stop the ceremony.

This shows that the ritual is still under control, which means that the other party is still using the power of the fourth level.

That is not some "transmutation technique".

——That is a high-level divine art that only resonates with the "Endless Knot"!

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(End of this chapter)