Azure Scepter

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The next instant, countless golden streams of information rushed past Trier's eyes.

Chapter 332 Huge Gains

Countless golden streams of information flowed past Trier's eyes like a surging river.

[You have taken in the unclaimed priesthoods "Guardian of Hybrid Humans", "Protector of Travelers", and "Supporter of Road Repair"]

[Warning: You have not yet performed the consecration ceremony and obtained the divine template; you cannot use the corresponding divine authority!]

[Divine fragments detected...]

[WARNING: You have obtained a "Virtual Divinity in the Making"! Divinity fragments are being strengthened...]

[Faith Points ability is now available! Divinity Shards have increased the Faith Point cap!]

[Current Faith Value: 230/3000]

[Divine Power ability is now available! Divine Shards have increased the maximum Divine Power!]

[Current available divine power: 23/300]

[You have activated Prayer Response, Divine Spell Distribution, and Divine Spell Enhancement abilities.]

Trier's eyes swept quickly across the information stream, and he nodded silently.

300 points of divine power is a very large number, far exceeding the limit that a newly ascended god can possess. With these 300 points of divine power, he can directly heal 300 people infected with the blood plague at once, and at the same time, he can release "Life and Death Control" 20 times and "True Time Stop" 5 times. He can even stir up storms that can engulf islands and earthquakes that can destroy cities without relying on any divine authority, simply by using this absolute number of points.

He shifted his gaze slightly and continued scanning downwards.

[Warning: Your temporary special status "Saint" has been converted into a background feat and received additional enhancements!]

[Saint: A mortal body, but your essence is different. No non-magical weapon will harm you, and you gain massive magic resistance and a slight health bonus. As a saint walking the mortal realm, your attacks against any mortal will not fail due to a fatal blunder.]

[Overflowing divinity detected, absorbing...]

[Warning: You already possess "weak divinity," and are receiving additional divinity enhancements...]

[You now possess divinity, divine status, and divine office simultaneously.]

[WARNING: You have obtained the special template: Eternal One.]

[Eternal One: You no longer need to eat or drink, nor will you age with the passing years. Any magical aging effects are meaningless to you. You are immortal and have entered the realm of eternity.]

“Now I am truly immortal,” Trier thought to himself.

Suddenly, a scarlet warning light flashed into his eyes.

[WARNING: A serious threat has been detected!]

[You now possess divinity, godhood, and divine office simultaneously. You are now locked in by the "Azure Laws" of the Prime Material Plane—please perform the consecration ceremony as soon as possible to enter the divine realm. Otherwise, you will suffer unknown and continuous massive damage.]

“If I go up now, I’ll be severely injured and fall down once the divine descent event happens. Then I’ll have no initiative at all. I’d have to be completely insane to enter the divine kingdom now,” Trier thought to himself. “Anyway, no one in the prime material plane can threaten me now. I might as well play the timing game and make arrangements in advance. When the divine descent event starts, I can just go and harvest according to the list.”

"However, I need to find a way to strip myself of my divine authority in order to avoid the impact of the Azure Law."

Trier thought for a moment, and then he had an idea.

"I've got an idea," he thought. "I can create a similar artifact, modeled after the Pope's Scepter, and bind my divine office and divinity to it, thus evading the Azure Laws—the materials are readily available; I'll use the divinity and souls of all beings as the main materials..."

Trier's thoughts raced, and he then looked at the next line of information.

The next two lines of information were in dark gold, but there seemed to be some scarlet mixed in with the dark gold.

The time traveler frowned; it was the first time he had ever seen information of this color.

[Saint Seir has been destroyed, you have achieved your revenge, and the oath of your enemies has ended.]

[Your actions perfectly align with the Oath of Vengeance—the overflowing divinity has been absorbed by the oath and transformed into attribute growth; you have gained 3 free attribute points!]

"Huh?!" Trier was taken aback; he even exclaimed involuntarily.

“Your Majesty Saint Terrell, is there anything I can do for you?” the young priest beside him asked hastily.

Shocked, Trier slowly shook his head.

To be fair, this is too bizarre. A paladin can actually absorb attribute points, and at once, 3 free attribute points!

Every free attribute point is extremely precious. A level 20 professional nearing legendary status can only acquire a maximum of 5 free attribute points throughout their adventures, yet he managed to obtain 3 free attribute points in one go...

"Who's so kind as to permanently absorb attributes?" Trier thought to himself. "There's something strange about my Paladin class..."

Just as Trier was taking stock of his spoils, space suddenly distorted, and in a daze, he was back in reality.

By this time, most of the original rebels had scattered, leaving only a few severely wounded and dying men abandoned by the others among the rubble.

Trier wasn't in a hurry to hunt down the original rebels, since there would be plenty of time to deal with them later. The immediate priority was to understand the situation in the underground mirror city.

However, just as he was about to switch his perspective to Noi's soul to see how things were progressing, Noi contacted him on his own initiative.

However, this connection was not established through a spiritual dialogue, but rather through an information panel...

[You have received a divine spell request]

Trier raised an eyebrow, then directly converted all the remaining divine power into an ultimate, enhanced version of "Judgment Storm," which he then passed to Noi through the faith channel.

Chapter 333 The Last Joke

Through the brutal selection process, the mixed army of Asmo and humans is not lacking in high-level professionals, but there are very few legends.

Even so, as human support continued to pour into the hall, the water sprite Fusada's situation became increasingly difficult.

With the aura of various divine arts, spells, and holy swords, these high-level professionals who fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood posed a threat that was not much less than that of legendary figures. Coupled with the endless stream of soldiers, Fusada had to use "True Time Stop" several times to escape danger.

Fusada attempted several times to manipulate Losevie's remains to launch a counterattack, but without Losevie's soul's protection, each attempt was directly interrupted by Edith. She tried to call upon the undead outside for support, but the humans, already exhausted from the fierce battle, held their line firmly, preventing the undead from providing any assistance.

"boom!"

Fusada casually unleashed a ninth-circle evocation spell, "Jinbo," and the water beneath her feet instantly transformed into a long whip under the power of the spell. It then violently shattered the bodies of an entire row of soldiers. However, amidst the blood mist and bits of flesh, even more soldiers rushed to fill the gaps.

Using only conventional spells, she could kill enemies faster than the enemy could heal themselves.

However, the water sprite remained nonchalant. She then cast several trap spells to alter the terrain before turning back to look at Loseville's phylactery.

The next moment, the expression on her face froze, and then she was completely stunned.

"Clap!"

The moment she turned around, the phylactery made from the lesser artifact "Sacrifice" by Losevie shattered!

Thousands of fragments scattered like cold, sharp knives. With a cry of alarm, the largest fragment of the axe blade reflected Fusada's bloodless face and constricted pupils.

“Losher..."

Fusada was in a daze for a moment, then realized that Loseweh had already perished.

However, there was no time for her to grieve or be dazed. Edith, who was waiting for an opportunity, abandoned all defensive actions and leaped out of the crowd. Then, a Holy Slash, delivered without reservation, slammed heavily into Fusada's neck.

With a crisp cracking sound, a visible crack appeared on the golden divine power shield. Golden divine power scattered like fireflies. Amidst the thousands of sparks and the reflections of the fragments of the life box, a dazzling blue arrow, so bright it overshadowed all other light, shot straight toward Fusada's face.

"boom!"

Two consecutive powerful attacks turned the once impregnable divine shield into a faltering halo. The aftershocks of the attacks alone instantly dried up the entire waterway, and even the star decorations surrounding the dome seemed to stop spinning.

To be fair, in terms of pure attack power, both Futia and Edith's attacks far exceeded the damage limit that high-level Evocation spells could cause. Amidst the deafening explosion, the water sprite was finally awakened, recovering from the news of Losevie's death.

She pointed her staff sharply at the ground, and the previously thin and fragile divine power shield solidified again. Almost simultaneously, the city walls in the corner area of ​​the underground mirror city suddenly disappeared as if swallowed by the void.

—Since Losevie's failure to become a god, the water sprite has devoted most of her energy to the construction of the underground mirror city of Velt. Over the course of a thousand years, the water sprite, as a top spellcaster, has long since turned the entire city into her source of power.

With just a flick of her finger, she can transfer the damage she suffers to the city. As long as the city exists, she can gain an almost limitless divine shield.

However, in the next instant, Noi, who had been hiding in the crowd casting buff spells, suddenly used an offensive spell.

The water sprite didn't take it seriously.

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared from Noy's fingertip, and then the light suddenly expanded, turning into a blinding holy light in a few picoseconds. The next instant, a spear of light suddenly pierced through!

Fusada raised her eyebrows in surprise. As soon as she turned her head, the spear of light, like the final lance used to judge the Moldo giants, crossed a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, shattered her divine power shield, and blasted into her heart. The gentle holy light then turned into scalding flames, directly burning half of her body into charcoal.

In an instant, the entire underground city began to tremble, large swathes of the city fell into nothingness, and the demon horde that was fighting the undead was thrown into the depths of the dream world, while the water sprite quickly returned to its original state.

Before she could recover from the damage from the divine magic, a dazzling light rose up behind Noy once again, and hundreds of spears made of divine power hurtled towards her like a storm!

A storm of trials!

Fusada's lips parted slightly, her previous nonchalance completely gone.

Those countless spears of light contained a vast amount of divine power; once they were hit head-on, no magical defense could protect you!

Absolutely must not be hit!

In a flash, the water sprite swung her staff, the end of which slammed heavily into the ground. Instantly, an invisible storm swept through the entire throne room, then the golden avenue, and then the entire city!

The magnificent hall crumbled into pulverized stone, the towering tower burned and collapsed, and the undead, now without their controllers, turned into withered bones and rotting flesh. All of this happened in an instant, and their remains, like light captured by a black hole, swirled toward the barefoot water sprite standing on the ruins.

Since we can't take it head-on, let's just destroy the entire underground mirror city and banish everyone back to their original positions!

At this moment, the entire underground city was plunged into a spacetime turbulence. Conventional directions no longer applied here. The Judgment Storm, which was originally aimed straight at the Water Sprite Lord, now swayed and twisted in all directions like a drunken old man!

In the radiance of the light spear, the invisible storm materialized, and an enormous black tornado swept across the entire city. All straight lines turned into curves, and all the curves pointed crookedly toward the center of the tornado.

The curvature increases towards the outer edge. At the very edge of the city, a cowardly Asmo soldier was twisted into a snail-like vortex, completely unaware of his own state.

Thunder roared at the center of the vortex, and golden and purple lightning illuminated Fusada at the heart of the storm.

Fusada waved her staff again, and in the next instant, the storm suddenly exploded, and the entire underground mirror city collapsed!

At that moment, Futia felt only dazzling light pollution everywhere, her vision completely enveloped in white light. She tried to open her eyes wide to see her surroundings, but to no avail. The intense light stung like needles, and in the pain, she shed a few tears. Helpless, she could only close her eyes tightly.

When she opened her eyes again, a bright, clear moon suddenly appeared in the night sky.

The golden palace, once covered in blood and ash, was gone; somehow, she had returned to the ground.

Returning to the surface with her were the entire Asmo army of the city, as well as the human conscription forces, but all the undead and demons had vanished.

Suddenly, Futia's azure eyes narrowed sharply—she saw the water sprite Fusada again in the garden not far away.

The water sprites have even come to the surface!

A trickle of blood flowed down the water sprite's pale cheek, then gathered into a round droplet on her fair chin before falling to the ground.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, like blooming roses. Under the silvery moonlight, the slowly spreading blood flowers seemed to glow with a hint of gold.

“Trier…” Fusada raised her head and said in an almost whispered voice.

Fythia turned her head in surprise, only to find that Trier had appeared beside her at some point.

Trier silently drew his sword and then walked step by step toward Fusada.

“Lossevier is dead,” the water sprite muttered to herself, seemingly oblivious to Trier’s approaching figure. “She’s dead, and I won’t let her die alone. I’ll find plenty of people to take her with her.”

"Are these your last words?" Trier stopped and said slowly.

The water sprite Fusada tilted her head and revealed a cryptic smile.

She licked the blood trickling from the corner of her mouth: "Remember the missing tobacco canister, Trier? Guess where I hid it?"

“That thing poses no threat to me,” Trier shook his head.

Fusada lowered her head, as if she had suddenly thought of something funny, and began to giggle.

“I hid it in a satellite town near Wilt, which was originally where you evacuated your citizens, right? Ha, the power of that rune-infused barrel was definitely enough to blow the whole town to smithereens—what a pity, those were all your potential followers, let them be buried with Losevie.”

Trillen's heart sank immediately. He hadn't expected that a madman from a chaotic faction like the Water Fairy could be so ruthless.

Fusada was already at a disadvantage, and under these circumstances, she still wasted precious resources and time to slaughter civilians.

The water sprite seemed to have regained some of her energy. She stuck out her tongue and said, "I gave you a hint, but you didn't pay attention. Today seems to be the Mask Carnival. What a wonderful day."

Fatiya was dumbfounded. She couldn't understand the water sprite's cruel behavior at all. She subconsciously tightened the bowstring, but she didn't dare to let go for fear of provoking the other party.

Noy's face darkened. The water sprites' act of slaughtering civilians was a blatant violation of the law, and it was undoubtedly an attack on Trier's own sanctuary of faith.

The other human soldiers nearby were momentarily stunned upon hearing Fusada's words, followed by a surge of anger mixed with a fear of unintended consequences—many of them had relatives in satellite towns near Wilt!

"You're insane!" Edith finally snapped, "What good will this do you?"

Fusada's smile widened: "Because it's fun, and because of revenge~ Try to stop me, after all, I'm going to detonate the rune-exploding barrel myself..."

Before he finished speaking, Trier no longer hesitated. He drew his sword, activated "Time Stop Slash," and slashed fiercely at the water sprite's head.

The cold sword light mixed with holy flames instantly shredded the water sprite into pieces, but the next moment, the water sprite's twisted and contorted figure reappeared in the garden.

"Ha, illusion spell plus sound illusion spell, a classic combination~ Hey, serious Trier, you missed your ultimate~" the water fairy Fusada said, suppressing a laugh, "Well then, your last chance is gone!"

"No!" Edith cried out, her eyes wide with fury, as she rushed toward Fusada without hesitation.

The water sprite Fusada snapped her fingers, then puffed out her cheeks and made a sound: "Bang!"