Chapter 138
Chapter 138
Translator: True Detective
Chapter: 138
Lan Qi, the White Mage from Hell
The combat zone inside the sanctum was encircled by solemn stone pillars carved with divine effigies.Even as the firestorm raged, the flames could not touch the sacred columns.
The clash of steel echoed like forged iron throughout the cathedral as the high-speed battle continued.Between every two pillars stretched stained-glass walls reflecting blurred silhouettes — several figures collided, chased, and tangled in flashes of movement.
At one far end of the sanctum,a group of clerics tended to the wounded front-liners holding off the Destruction Saintess Adelis, weaving healing light while a pale-blue barrier shimmered around them — a magical dome to block her long-range fire spells.
And under that protection, the rearguard had no space left to retreat.Behind them rose the sanctum’s tall wall, beneath the rose-window dome.
“Huperion, I’ll need you to keep an eye on the two unconscious soldiers from the Krei Empire — and maybe watch my back a little too.”
Lan Qi spoke calmly, turning toward the distant Saintess of Destruction, meeting her glare head-on — her eyes burning with murder.
“Don’t worry about me. Focus on the fight,”Lady Huperion answered softly but with firm conviction.
Lan Qi nodded and stepped forward.
A few glowing magic cards shimmered between his fingers, each radiating a violet gleam.
It looked like he was flaunting them.Anyone with common sense knew no healer would burn through every spell at once — forcing all cooldowns — and waste their magic on over-healing.
So, to onlookers, Lan Qi’s gesture could only mean one thing:he wanted to show that all his healing spells were rare, violet-grade — and that he had enough of them to toy with the Saintess at leisure.
He smiled faintly.That calm expression, half regret and half pity, made it seem as though he was waiting for her to break through and come right to him.
“With that pathetic mana… what good do you think it’ll do?!”
Adelis’s face twisted with rage.Her blazing sword swung in a furious arc — a serpent of crimson fire letting out a bestial snarl.
The sword smashed into the floor, setting off an explosion of flames that hurled the Executioner and Paladin skyward before slamming them to the ground.The male bodyguard who’d been waiting to counterattack was forced to roll back for cover.
Her killing aura thickened.In that moment, the Saintess of Destruction seemed to turn the entire sanctum into a sea of burning ruin.
And just seeing Lan Qi’s face — that same infuriating, mild smile — made her rage spike again.
She knew what truly unsettled her wasn’t the “Sword Grave” before her…but the gray-haired demon girl in the crimson dress behind him,softly singing the same haunting melody over and over.
As long as that demon kept singing, even her battle-hardened nerves couldn’t stay calm.
Yet the instant she tried to use the brief pause between spells to push forward,the cleric’s binding incantation and the younger guard’s trap magic forced her to halt again.
Every time she gained a few meters, the battered Executioner and Paladin caught up once more, forcing her back into the fray.
At this rate, she might not even last until nightfall — not before Lan Qi’s baiting finally drew her in for a suicidal clash.
Near the rose-window wall, ten meters from the center of the battle—
“Big brother, stop taunting her!”
“Just heal already!”
Even the cleric and the younger guard — both back-liners — were terrified of Lan Qi.They had never seen a healer who could hold aggro this hard.
The front-line tanks couldn’t even pull it off!
“Relax. Time to do my job.”
Lan Qi smiled reassuringly. It was normal — everyone who fought alongside him for the first time panicked a little.
He focused on the battlefield ahead and flung out his cards one after another, each blooming into restorative light.
A moment later, that same healing glow began to gather—around the Saintess of Destruction herself.
“?!”
Everyone froze in disbelief.
That… wasn’t how healing magic worked.
To burn through every heal at once was already insane.To cast them on the enemy was outright betrayal.
For a moment, they thought Lan Qi had switched sides—that he’d defected to the Resurrection Church at the most critical moment.
Even Adelis herself faltered, confused — was he one of them after all?
But something was off.His magic flow was weak, too weak. His casting didn’t feel restrained — it really was that feeble.
He wasn’t hiding power.He was just that underpowered.
The healing light he poured onto her had almost no restorative force.If anything, it only looked like a meaningless waste of mana.
Then—
as everyone’s minds lagged from the absurdity, the Saintess’s body went rigid.Under that barrage of “healing,” she began convulsing violently, muscles spasming as if in unbearable pain.
The first to react was the male guard.He darted forward like a shadow-born predator, dagger flashing toward the back of her neck—
Adelis, running on pure instinct, twisted aside and retaliated, her flaming sword cleaving a blazing arc that hurled him away.
Blood trickled down her throat.Her pupils trembled with shock and fury.
In her normal state, she wouldn’t even have been scratched — she’d have counter-killed him instantly.But now, wracked by inexplicable agony, she couldn’t even move right.
The Executioner and the Paladin realized what had happened.Understanding flashed between them, and renewed vigor surged through their battered bodies as they rushed her again.
Now they knew—this was what kind of White Mage Lan Qi truly was.
A healer who specialized in breaking the enemy’s mind, in psychological warfare, in pure spiritual torment.
Utterly. Demonically. Born like this.
They didn’t need more healing — that would only prolong a losing fight.
What they needed was a sword-grave support type who could end it faster—exactly what Lan Qi was doing.
Adelis parried their desperate strikes, her fury boiling over. Between blows she locked eyes with Lan Qi, like a beast gone rabid.
“Lan Qi Wilfort!!!”
Her scream tore through the sanctum.
And with it, the Saintess of Destruction exploded into a berserk rage.
(End of Chapter)