Maggie felt dizzy just standing there, her vision blurred, and she could only vaguely make out the outline of the remnant of the God of Light, so she didn't see his unusual reaction.
However, Maggie breathed a sigh of relief after successfully taking down the Pope.
As for the remnant of the God of Light, it will soon dissipate on its own and has no divine power, so it's fine to ignore it. Maggie was too lazy to say anything more to him, since it was going to disappear anyway.
Besides, she can't see anything clearly right now.
Maggie staggered forward, wanting to check on the Pope's condition, desperately hoping he was dead; otherwise, she probably wouldn't even have the strength to finish him off.
As she was thinking this, the entire church suddenly began to shake violently.
Thick black smoke erupted from the crater the Pope had created, filled with resentment that swept across the sky, carrying with it dust and grime from the ground.
Maggie's relaxed nerves tensed up instantly.
"!"
The remnant of the God of Light originally intended to say something to Maggie, but after sensing this abnormal energy, its expression changed.
Accompanying this were terrifying, mournful, and screaming female voices, many of which overlapped together, like vengeful spirits crawling out of the abyss, or the spirits of the tragically deceased.
Maggie wanted the sacred object, the most important purpose of which was to save her dog's life despite the side effects of the forbidden spell.
Now the sacred relic is completely shattered... but the Pope isn't quite dead yet, so this is truly the end for them.
Before Maggie could recover from the numbness in her limbs, the Pope had already crawled out of the pit, his face grim as if he were a demon emerging from hell.
However, its aura did not belong to demons; rather, it was closer to that of the undead.
Moreover, it is a convergence of the auras of many undead.
Maggie only regained a little bit of her vision when the Pope emerged from the ruins and dust, finally able to see how horrified he looked.
Countless vengeful female ghosts sprang out from behind him, devouring him like madmen.
But he seemed oblivious, his eyes bloodshot, his gaze fixed intently on Maggie.
A chill ran down Maggie's spine, and the terrifying aura made her hair stand on end.
This is the Temple of Light, yet the Pope possesses something so terrifying.
"You... have completely enraged me."
The Pope parted his somewhat pale lips, his eyes rolled slightly upwards, the whites of his eyes appearing to merge together, and his hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall, gradually spreading the chill.
Faced with certain death, Maggie suddenly smiled, a smile that was exceptionally beautiful, without any pretense, neither gentle nor sacred, but rather as radiant as a blooming rose.
"What a coincidence, you've angered me too."
Maggie carelessly tossed the broken relic in her hand, and it shattered into pieces on the ground.
His body, which had been swaying and unsteady, regained its balance.
Although she didn't know what methods the Pope used to conceal the abnormality in her body, he managed to avoid activating the temple's defensive barrier.
It's amazing that it can imprison so many undead inside its body without showing any problems on the surface, but none of that matters.
Judging from his current state, a fierce battle is inevitable today.
Maggie sighed inwardly. Sure enough, the plan B she designed was useful; otherwise, she would only have 'death' left as an option.
Although she was half-dead after using that forbidden spell.
Seeing this, the brows of the remnant of the God of Light were tightly furrowed. No matter what, the girl in front of her could not possibly defeat the almost undead Pope. What she should do now is run away, not mock and fight head-on.
"You should leave quickly."
He couldn't help but remind Maggie.
To his surprise, Maggie ignored him completely and didn't even hear what he said. Before the afterimage could speak again, he sensed an aura emanating from Maggie that was very similar to that of the Pope.
Whether it's energy level or type.
When Maggie looked up again, her eyes had turned a grayish-white color very similar to that of a lich, and she looked even more terrifying than the ferocious pope.
Maggie's features were actually quite aggressive, and the sacred aura she exuded came from her pale golden eyes. Now that they had turned grayish-white, they suddenly looked sinister, making her completely unrecognizable as a living person.
It's more like an undead than a lich that's been dead for a long time.
If someone could see through the clothes, they could see that the skin on Maggie's calves under her skirt was beginning to turn gray, gradually getting closer and closer to the dead.
That's right, Maggie is also becoming undead now.
With the addition of the gray bead within her, her undead transformation speed was even faster than when casting forbidden spells normally. However, with the gray bead and the forbidden spells, her chances of defeating the Pope increased significantly.
Maggie had no other choice; this was the optimal solution.
This move is called "using magic to defeat magic".
The aura of death, which she hadn't felt in a long time, lingered around her nose. It was withered, decaying, cold, damp, and painfully empty, but for Maggie, it was actually a good thing.
If she can still smell something, it means she is still alive. If she can't smell anything at all, then she has completely become a lich.
What she needs to do now is to finish this quickly.
The Pope seemed surprised by Maggie's actions, his expression momentarily paused, but quickly became even more somber and terrifying.
"You woman!"
He roared, unleashing magic mixed with necromancy towards Maggie, indicating that he hadn't completely become an undead and could still cast spells.
Maggie didn't care. She was now at the Archmage level, so who was she afraid of?
Moreover, her magical knowledge is incredibly vast, and thanks to the little ghost's daily guidance, she can handle this kind of trouble.
The corresponding level, plus a vast amount of powerful magic.
Maggie is now unstoppable.
She treated even forbidden spells as ordinary magic, throwing them at the Pope one after another. At the same time, her body turned to ash faster and faster, but she seemed not to feel it.
He was only focused on how to kill the Pope.
With such a commotion, people outside will soon realize something is wrong, and someone will break in quickly. She has to hurry.
Otherwise, whoever sees her in her current state will definitely become one of those wanted on a wanted list.
Forget about continuing to be the Holy Maiden of Light; she might as well just go and wander the streets.
The remnant of the God of Light watched this scene in silence. He could never have imagined that one day, such a terrible scene would appear in the temple he ruled.
It was practically the same as slapping him in the face.
The Pope and the Holy Maiden of Light both colluded with the dead.
As expected, humanity is on the verge of extinction...
The Temple of Light is also doomed.
Could his original body already be dead?
The afterimage seemed lost in thought.
He even began to doubt his original self, questioning even his past memories.
Was he really such a bad God of Light?
Humans were all vying to become undead.
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