The Blood Spear that should have easily tore through heavy armor only created a shallow crater when it hit the muddy ground.
The judgment beam swept across the rock, leaving only charred marks instead of the expected cracks.
The area where the corroded photosphere exploded was also significantly reduced.
The two high-ranking commanders, Kargath, Harrington, and Ferdinand, who were locked in fierce combat, had no time to spare. They attributed the slight reduction in power solely to the unique environment of the Blackwater Shores, a "dead zone."
This place has accumulated countless years of resentment and corrupting power from the dead, perhaps naturally suppressing the energy of the living?
This thought flashed through my mind, but was quickly replaced by more urgent tactical commands.
After all, both sides have been weakened, which is "fair" in a sense.
Otherwise, given the Holy Light Church's powerful healing and recovery abilities, the orcs would really have little chance of achieving anything.
Unbeknownst to them, beneath this ravaged land, barely perceptible dark patterns were greedily absorbing the dissipated energy.
Both the ferocious orcish battle aura and the pure holy light magic were quietly devoured by that secret ritual, transformed into nourishment to unleash even deeper darkness.
At this moment, the Grey Falcon squad, led by Elliott in a desperate escape, became the most dangerous "target" in this chaotic storm.
They had barely managed to get around the edge of the Eleventh Knights' position and were trying to slip into a forest of withered bones where the miasma of death was so thick it was impossible to dissolve.
However, the energy aftershocks of the three-way battle, like an out-of-control tsunami, swept in from all directions!
A thick beam of [Judgment Beam] that deviated from its trajectory slammed into the area less than ten meters in front of the group, like a sword of divine punishment!
Boom!
The mud, mixed with shattered bones and rotten wood, shot up more than ten meters high, and the scorching air wave, mixed with a strong shockwave of holy light, slammed down.
Ron and Darren, who were at the very front of the group, were thrown out and crashed heavily into the mud.
"Watch out on the left!"
Jim the mole screamed and rolled away, as several orc spears flew past his scalp with a shrill whooshing sound, embedding themselves deep in the mud beside him, their tips still trembling.
Immediately afterwards, a dark green corrosive light blast exploded from the side and rear, and a corrosive mist quickly spread, with a pungent smell that made people nauseous.
Emilia hastily activated her purification spell, and the protective shield hissed and fluctuated violently under the corrosive influence of the poisonous mist.
"No! The area is too large! We can't dodge it!"
Kyle roared, unleashing the full power of his Judgment Holy Light, forming a solid wall of light that blocked the flank of the team. It withstood a wave of energy impact mixed with rubble and low-level magic. The wall of light trembled violently, and its light dimmed noticeably.
His face also paled slightly.
Mark had already opened the forbidden holy book, and the invisible "Eternal Nightmare Judgment" domain was fully deployed, enveloping the entire team.
Within the area, the holy light magic from the Ninth and Eleventh Knight Orders, whether it was stray arrows or area-of-effect attacks, became unpredictable and their power was greatly reduced.
Many attacks even collapsed on their own halfway through.
This area became the squad's most important talisman amidst the stray bullets of holy light.
However, the power of the forbidden scriptures is not omnipotent.
Its effectiveness against purely physical impacts (such as orc spear throws and flying axes) and orc shamanic non-holy light magic (such as corrosive light projectiles and chain lightning) is limited.
Even more deadly is that the aftershocks of those powerful attacks unleashed by legendary experts or legion-level magic on the battlefield contain an excessively high level of energy.
The domain of the forbidden scriptures cannot be completely distorted or eliminated; it can only be weakened to the best of one's ability.
"Go! Don't stop! Leave the defense to Kyle and me!"
Mark's voice carried an undeniable resolve. He held the Scripture in one hand to maintain his domain, while his other hand moved rapidly, casting condensed holy light shields around his staggering teammates, blocking sporadic attacks for them.
The little light on his shoulder flashed rapidly, its seven-colored radiance flowing, as it tried its best to absorb and resolve the chaotic energy that was impacting him.
The little hum on my shoulder buzzed urgently, its seven-colored light flowing at an unprecedented frequency, frantically devouring the chaotic energy turbulence that approached, and even a faint layer of seven-colored black light appeared on its surface.
But its appetite is clearly about to be filled by this violent energy storm.
Elliott's cold gaze was sharp as a knife, quickly scanning through the energy storm and the billowing dust.
His flat voice cut through the roar of the explosion: "15 degrees south of due east! That giant pile of bones! Quick! Move over there, that's a blind spot!"
Under his guidance, the group stumbled and crashed like a small boat struggling in a storm toward the area piled up with the remains of an unknown behemoth.
The massive, twisted skeleton, emanating a strong aura of death, now served as the only barrier offering any physical cover.
They had just rushed into the shadow of the pile of bones and hadn't even had a chance to catch their breath.
boom--!!!
A torrent of dark red energy, far more terrifying than any previous attack, carrying General Kargath's furious will, lashed out like a whip of destruction across the area they had just passed through!
That was a furious strike from a legendary powerhouse!
Although it wasn't a direct hit, the shockwave from just the edge instantly pulverized several huge skeletons on the outside!
The violent energy turbulence crashed into the domain that Mark was maintaining with all his might and Kyle's light wall, just like a physical wall!
puff!
Mark's body trembled violently, his face turned deathly pale, and the holy light shields surrounding all the team members dimmed for a moment, causing the domain to fluctuate violently and nearly collapse.
Kyle let out a muffled groan, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and the wall of light shattered with a deafening roar!
The entire Grey Falcon squad was as if struck by a giant hammer. Except for a few high-ranking members such as Mark, Kyle, and Enzo, the rest were all violently thrown into the cold, filthy mud and broken bone fragments. The intense pain and suffocation instantly overwhelmed them.
However, this devastating blow also ignited the powder keg!
"You're asking for death, Kargas!" Commander Harrington's eyes widened in fury, his voice booming like thunder.
Seeing that the orc legend dared to attack his own side, even an unofficial knight squad, right under his nose was tantamount to slapping him in the face in public!
After all, he ignored the attacks of lowly soldiers below the legendary level, which could be seen as a way to train the young men.
But once a legend makes a move, the nature of the situation changes!
Blazing white holy flames erupted around him, instantly dispelling the thick gray-green fog within a hundred meters radius.
He swung his Holy Flame Longsword into the air with a sudden motion, unleashing a hundred-meter-long blade of light, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of slicing through space, tearing through the air with terrifying heat capable of incinerating everything.
He slashed fiercely at Kargath, who was in mid-air preparing to attack again!
Almost at the same moment, Count Ferdinand's elegant and composed expression also turned somber.
Kargath's actions disrupted the battlefield "cooperation" and could even directly destroy their shared objective, the Heart of Bloodvine.
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