However, just as the divine core of the Wild God was about to be completely purified and annihilated by Little Mu—
Buzz!
Centered on Mark, twelve bone-white candle shadows with eerie blue flames burning at their tips flashed by!
Deep, pure black ripples spread silently, instantly enveloping the collapsing, dark green divine core.
There was no earth-shattering pressure, only an absolute sense of presence that froze one's soul.
A "hand" enveloped in a seven-colored black light, its form incomprehensible and resembling asphalt, emerged silently from the deep blackness and casually grabbed.
That ball of divine essence, containing the wild god's last struggle and corrupted power, vanished without a trace, like light captured by a black hole, instantly disappearing into the deep, pure blackness.
The candlelight, the black water, the starlight hand... all the strange phenomena vanished as if they had never existed.
Mark's plan was perfect. Now that they had Little M's help, they could deal with this wild god who possessed divinity. He didn't need the help of the mysterious being.
But how could the mysterious being, who had been paying close attention to him, not make any move when he killed such a "sacrifice"?
After all, the mysterious entity never charged Mark and his companions any faith points when helping them advance their professional ranks!
Mark is now wondering why the divine power of the Seraph's avatar when it descended was not devoured by the mysterious being, but instead given to Little M.
Could it be that even mysterious beings fear being discovered by the Holy Light?
The defiled divine essence vanished.
All that remained were the massive, lifeless remains of humus roots, rapidly withering and decaying, and a piece of land that had been thoroughly purified, exuding a cold, dusty aura.
Immediately afterwards, a torrent of energy far larger and purer than the one that killed the Wild God surged into Mark, Anna, Enzo, Monica, and even into Little M, who had weakened from the outburst, without any hindrance!
Mark felt that the many fragments of knowledge about his two professions in his mind suddenly became much clearer and more organized, and his perception of magic and the essence of "ingredients" also increased dramatically.
The lava patterns on Enzo's body became even more solid and intense.
Anna felt an unprecedented lightness and coordination in her body, as if the flow between shadow and natural magic had become smoother.
Monica's appraisal skills seem to have begun to analyze and appraise matters related to divinity.
As for Little M, the seven-colored black light magic on its body became even more concentrated than before, and it was even faintly comparable to Mark's.
This gift far exceeded what they deserved for killing a wild god who appeared out of nowhere!
It seems that a mysterious entity is quietly strengthening them again!
Ellen stood behind Mark the entire time, like a frozen sculpture.
This time, her nonchalant and languid expression had completely vanished, and deep within her eyes, which always held a hint of mockery, surged a terrifying aura.
She witnessed firsthand the eruption of Xiao Mu's extraordinary [Angel] status, and even more so, the moment when the twelve bone-white candle shadows and the profound darkness descended!
On the Holy Dragon Continent, apart from the followers of the God of Darkness and Shadow, most people would probably associate darkness with the abyss.
But Ellen, who also has the profession of appraiser, would not make such a mistake!
Although she dared not use her appraisal skill to confront the being that had only appeared for a moment, she was certain that it was not the aura of the Abyss God!
The power of the abyss is the clamor of chaos and depravity, while the being that just descended is essentially a cold and absolute being that is almost governed by rules... a high status!
It devours divinity as naturally as breathing, with an indifference that looks down upon ants.
Even if the divinity contained in that wild god is filthy and defiled, it seems that it will be refined into the purest original divinity in an instant when it falls into that person's hands.
She remembered her sister Irene's persistence, the oracle of the Star and Moon Goddess, and Alfonso Lin's assessment of the source of Mark's power...
Countless fragments of clues collided wildly in her mind.
In the end, she simply took a deep breath of the air, thick with the acrid dust of death, and forcibly suppressed all the churning questions and shock.
She asked nothing, but her gaze swept over the panting Mark and the equally exhausted little boy on his shoulder with a complicated expression. Then she turned towards the town, her voice regaining its calmness, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible gravity:
"The crack in the magic circle is repairing itself. The commotion here is too great; the monsters roaming the wasteland will soon gather here, and the Holy Knights patrolling the border will arrive soon as well. This place is not safe to stay any longer. Pack your things and leave immediately."
She took the lead and walked into the eerie darkness, as if the mind-blowing scene she had just witnessed had never happened.
But only she knew that a certain suspicion in her heart had been completely confirmed, bringing with it an even deeper sense of urgency.
The storm was much closer and more terrifying than she had anticipated.
And Mark... the entity behind him seems to be at least on par with the Goddess of the Stars and Moon.
No wonder the goddess's oracle did not require the Star Moon Church to find Mark and train him to be the Holy Son of the Star Moon Church. It turns out that the goddess had already seen a being of equal status to her who had left the Heavenly Kingdom and secretly infiltrated the Holy Dragon Continent!
Thinking of the divine kingdom that the Holy Light Church was building, and the Enlightenment Society that had been seeking to establish its own God on the continent, Eileen suddenly felt like laughing for no reason.
She really looked forward to the day when those guys' expectations were dashed!
...
The chaos of Emerald Stone Town was left behind, and Ellen did not linger.
She led Mark's squad of four and a slime into the suffocating desolation on the border of the Demon Realm.
The air felt like solidified asphalt, each breath carrying a viscous, sulfurous, and decaying scent. The dense abyssal magic was like countless fine needles, constantly piercing their protective magic and draining their spirit and strength.
Enzo's lava patterns flickered violently, Anna's emerald pupils scanned the distorted shadows warily, Monica's fingertips glowed with a faint light of identification, and Mark pressed his lips together, resisting the terrifying whispers that the Soul Harmonizer passively sensed from the scar that stretched across the heavens and earth.
Their destination was a narrow valley only ten miles away from the pitch-black spatial rift that seemed to devour everything, reaching thousands of meters in height.
“Right here.” Ellen’s voice pierced through the howling demonic wind, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.
She stopped and looked up at the fissure that resembled a scar on the world, her deep eyes reflecting the surging darkness and chaotic demonic light.
"For the next two weeks, this will be our home, and also my altar. I will advance to legendary status here!"
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