Chapter 70
Chapter 70
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 70
Chapter Title: Abandoned Mine (8)
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Light emanating from Lilia was a natural occurrence.
Not referring to her appearance. Though her looks were certainly striking too.
A priest's eyes faintly glow due to their stigmata even at rest, and light accompanies other miracles. The Miracle of Radiant Light even forms weapons out of pure luminescence.
Having stuck by her side for over half a year, Galen figured he'd witnessed the glow of her holy power at least a few hundred times.
But he'd never seen it blaze like flames, enveloping her entire body.
'No, wait. I have seen it before.'
A memory from a few months back flashed through his mind.
At the Belpas Church, when Roald destroyed the magic cannon.
The light that had wrapped the entire necklace, burning fiercely as if to consume it.
The priest's seventh miracle: Blessing.
"Haa, haa..."
Lilia, now reverted to normal, panted carefully.
This was rare for a priest who never tired, thanks to the Miracle of Vitality.
Either she'd depleted her holy power entirely, or the momentary strain had been that severe.
Surrounded by enemies, Lilia wasn't foolish enough to squander holy power recklessly.
So it had to be the latter. Pair that with her mention of an "experiment," and...
It meant even she hadn't properly wielded it before.
Hoping against hope, Galen asked.
"Was that... Blessing?"
"It seems like it!"
Lilia beamed in response.
"Since when?"
"First proper success just now! I'll fill you in on the details later!"
"Well, too many gatecrashers for a chat."
Galen chuckled, throwing her own words back at her, then swung his arm.
Bamf! Bamf! Bamf!
A swirling vortex of waves enveloped the pair, mercilessly hurling the encroaching mud dolls aside and carving out space.
A new radiant sword sprouted from Lilia's hand.
"What's the new miracle roughly like?"
"Hmm, amplifies effects of all other miracles? That was max output!"
"Duration?"
"Max amp drains holy power way too fast. Moderate... guess we'll find out trying?"
"Shall we test now?"
"Now?"
"We've got leeway."
Galen scanned around, sketching magic trajectories in his mind.
Dozens of water cannons erupted toward the shambling mud dolls.
Splatter splatter splatter!
The rabble couldn't withstand the jets, all flung back. Only a few burly ones lingered.
Whoosh!
Waves spun outward, forming a rapid-current barrier. Like a watery arena had spawned.
"This work?"
"Thanks, brother!"
Lilia flashed a grin and charged the remnants.
First mark: nearest giant mud doll.
Slash! Slash slash!
Wherever the light sword kissed, hefty chunks sheared off its bulk.
Normally, Lilia's radiant sword diced regulars effortlessly, carved giants with effort, barely nicked specials.
Now? Giants fell like regulars.
Priests boost all miracles' efficiency with realm ascent. Same Rigidity miracle: priest vs. bishop vs. archbishop? Worlds apart.
Lilia climbing from sixth to seventh realm powered her baseline.
Plus, wielding the seventh outright.
Pop!
Not raging like before, but gentle flickering flames draped her.
Less blinding flashes, more like manhwa qi auras—semitransparent blaze.
Blessing-clad, Lilia bisected the giant's thick waist in one go.
"This output... crank it higher..."
She muttered, gauging fingertip feedback, locking next prey.
Thud!
A special Galen had pre-pummeled, shield half-caved.
Lilia lunged at the wobbler. Her enveloping flames thickened faintly.
Dodged the special's intact-arm sweep with a sharp pivot.
Crunch!
Counter-slashed that arm. Grinding rending as it detached.
Solo mimicking Alon and Veron's tag-team special grind.
Brothers juggled other dolls mid-fight; Lilia started Galen-aided. No perfect yardstick.
But her offense shortfall? Patched solid.
"Sense what amp hits Golden Warrior tier!"
Special downed soon after, Lilia beamed.
"Holy power status?"
"Short bursts? Fine. But even this guzzles; long hauls tough."
"Else Steelwall fighters yonder'd weep."
Priests shine support-multitool, lag peer warriors direct.
Blessing equaling warriors? Warrior salt mine.
Forced output tax: drain surge. Par for course.
"No sweat now!"
"No marathon needed. Me neither."
Even sans Lilia/scout concerns, Galen's reserves warranted check.
Sloth-dolls failing approach, pure piñata—accurate.
But sustaining? Hefty real-time mana via Water Flow Manipulation.
Tough nuts: way more water, harder whacks than humans/regular fiends for effect.
One-sided optics? Nah—each strike crafted, heartfelt. No joyride.
Sploosh!
Arena currents merged frontal, rocketed forth.
Waterfall barrage scoured front pristine.
"Onward. Endgame."
"Yes!"
Spirit, waterfall-tumbled ahead, pre-Galened rampage-smashing locals.
Galen yanked water from sodden turf, recircled ambient.
Water spears log-hewn girth; flails boulder-mass.
Thud! Thud! Thump!
Siege-scale gorgeous water blobs pulped mud dolls thunderously.
No do-overs per target.
Usually one-and-done; else half-mashed, lumbering.
Slash! Slash!
Lilia zipped Galen-rear flanks, totalled utterly—eternal halt.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boss-guards charging? Same as riffraff.
Spirit-smash, water-wallop, Lilia-lacerate—equal ruin.
At last, boss solo.
Precisely: hordes afar swarmed, but boss-zone cleared.
"Scout ahead!"
Platinum pyre-shrouded Lilia bolted first.
Prior spear half-smashed noggin, pity: lifeless boss ticked fine.
Click! Click!
Blessing-boosted Lilia's flurry? Boss parried with eerie verve.
Spot-on prediction.
Golems, regulars, giants, specials, boss.
Elites upscale: faster/tougher. Law held.
Boss-legs sluggish; torso zippy—not their league.
"Blessing slices specials sweet... boss stonewalls."
Post-clash, Lilia sulked. Boss tanky yanked pre-Blessing vibes.
Galen water-fencing stragglers wry-smiled.
"Not unbreachable though."
"True... solo? Pipe dream. Brother's boon."
Pinpoint thrust vs. broad cleave: focus delta.
Max Blessing boss-slay timebox? Lilia skeptical.
But crewed.
Steeled Lilia brief-retreat, breath-regulate.
Pop pop pop!
Spear-throw inferno redux.
Afterimage ghosted; now boss left-flank burrowed.
Krunch!
Axe-hew over sword. Boss flank rock-shatter.
Hulk-scale shrugged. Boss blowed torso-whip Lilia-ward.
Whoosh!
Lilia ghosted. Retreated, re-invaded swing-path.
Craaack!
Radiant re-hacked same. Fissure deepened.
Boss air-swinging, Lilia torso-stabbed sixfold.
Tree-trunk-plus waist third-gone. Cliff-valley vibe.
Yet unsevered.
"Hah, hah, hah..."
Golden+ burst's toll recoiled full-tilt.
Max Blessing solo mana-vacuum; rebound brace maxed Rigidity/Heal/Vitality—mana feast.
"You good, Lilia?"
"Ah, yeah..."
Galen steadied her sway-arrival. Lilia faint-nodded.
"First squeeze-holy so quick-short... okay now."
"Ease up."
"Hate hogging your grind always..."
"You carry plenty. Now too. Nix that."
Rather, idle-safe query? Obsolete.
Front-guard: water giant rematerialized.
Push-here mana-recoup Spirit Creation; Galen upsized.
Boom! Boom! Booom!
Debut: giant savaged boss.
Chassis sound; floor craters tilted boss incremental.
"Specials spirit-soloable; boss tankier... blunt bash suboptimal. Lilia eased it."
"Huh?"
"Core-crack primed. Scouts distant, din-masked."
Galen grinned giant-past boss-gaze.
His shadow-realm settled Lilia-fissure.
Giant fist-pause blink.
KABOOM!
Flame Illusion Blast at peak explosive + crushing hydraulic smash
Inflating blaze + hydraulic crush converged.
Torched boss torso pulverized airborne.