Chapter 98
Nala inherited her mother's dragon bloodline, so she was proficient in the [Respiratory Art] passed down from the Giants. Her father, Jacob, was a Cauchy, but the Cauchy's power was mostly reflected in their minds.
Coincidentally, Nala had more or less inherited the things of the three Deities who came out from the flames. It was no wonder she became the Saintess of Salvation, because in this world, there was probably no one more suitable than her to continue the flames.
Sieh Mother-in-law watched Nala from one side and also smirked. It was because she foresaw this that she announced Nala's prophecy as the Saintess of Salvation and pushed Nala to her current position.
Connor looked at the big iron ball that had been cut in half, but he still didn't say a word. He walked towards Nala. After using that sword strike that could cut everything, the other party was already extremely tired. She basically couldn't use a second sword strike, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Nala wielded her Dragonscale sword, breathing heavily as she rushed towards Connor.
On the other side, the other battles were also coming to an end.
Jason's white mask had been destroyed, revealing his rotten face. When he was first modified into an Undead, his body had already rotted away. Even after being modified by the Sacred Valley's Blood Burner and obtaining a large amount of vitality, his rotten body was still very hard to repair.
His battle against Cadiz was extremely brutal. As an Undead who had been modified by a Blood Burner, Jason gained an immortal body, and Cadiz was the same. An Undead combined with his germs also granted him an immortal body.
Therefore, there wasn't much dodging in the battle between the two of them. They fought with their lives on the line, stabbing each other with their spears and axes. Jason's Fire of Life and Cadiz's Fire of Malice, red and blue.
The two flames intertwined.
Ever since Cadiz killed Jason's entire family 17 years ago, the fates of these two people who were similar yet completely different at the same time had become intertwined. One of them only wanted revenge, while the other only wanted to vent his malice. The two of them began this endless battle to the death.
Jason's body was charred black, he didn't have much vitality left. Cadiz on the other side was also in a similar state, the excessive consumption of the germs that made up his body had turned him into a dried corpse.
The two deformed fellows tangled together, using all their strength to attack Fang.
"Hahaha, Jason Todd, this is the best battle I've ever had." Cadiz's voice was hoarse to the extreme, but he still said joyfully, "Perhaps we will die together in the end. Do you think people will think we are a pair when they find our corpses intertwined together?"
"Scum like you, do you still want to pass on your malice to others even in death?" Jason angrily ignited the last of his life force and burned Cadiz's body with all his might, completely burning him to death. Finally, he fell to the side and returned to death.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Jason died just like that. I wonder if he will resurrect in some lake or spring. Of course, it's more likely that he will die." Killer Jack agilely dodged the attacks of the knights while muttering something that no one else could understand.
"Also, Lord Marshal, can we stop and make peace? Fighting and killing isn't good at all "Jack continued to trash talk, causing Rhys who was attacking him to feel extremely uncomfortable.
Especially when the other party called him Marshal, it sounded like he was calling a pedophile scum, which made Rhys feel even more uncomfortable. Although he was a shady person, he didn't deserve to be called a scum.
In short, Killer Jack's incessant chatter made the knights who were attacking him furious, wanting nothing more than to slice him into pieces, cut off his tongue, and seal his mouth. But not only did this guy have incredible reflexes and dodging abilities, he also had an immortal body that allowed him to recover from his injuries in the blink of an eye.
"Wait a minute, Boss is here. Unfortunately, there's no Fishmonger in this world, and Type-Moon and Jojo don't belong to the same system. You guys should just surrender" Jack muttered some strange words again, but at the same time, he also pointed out a certain piece of information.
At the exit, the sound of unhurried footsteps could be heard as Negri's figure appeared in front of everyone. The battle between the Crowmen and the assassins of Sacred Valley also stopped, and Jack directly moved to stand behind Negri.
Only Nala was still fighting against Connor. Due to that slash, Nala had consumed a lot of energy and was gradually losing. The other knights who followed her were about to go help her, but were stopped by the Crowmen and Jack.
"Just watch, if she can't even win against this, then she doesn't have the right to ignite the flame" Negri crossed his arms, watching Nala who was still fighting hard on the battlefield and said softly.
Standing not too far away, Noah began to chant the names of various Gods. Borrowing the power of the Gods, everything in the world seemed to appear in Noah's hand. The faint fluctuations attracted Nala's attention, her instincts were telling her that the power in Noah's hand was the key to her victory against her enemies.
The constant fighting had caused Nala's body to become more and more exhausted, but at the same time, her spirit had been raised to its peak. The Gods that Noah was chanting slowly turned into a unique rhythm. Each of the God's names represented the rhythm of her mind.
Hiding inside Nala's body, the power of the Cauchy people, or rather the Divine race, was slowly awakening, the authority of the Divine race was also slowly bestowed upon Nala's body. If the Dragon race could be described as the ability to make the rhythm of all living things conform to themselves and gain the power of [Dragon's Breath], then the Divine race could be described as the ability to control the changes of these flames.
Pure flames could only destroy, not transform into all living things in this world. After the power of the Divine race was replenished, Nala's rhythm became the same as all living things, all living things were turned into resources to replenish Nala's body and help her evolve to a higher level.
Having gained the authority of the three Gods within the flame, Nala could be considered as the God of this world. Of course, due to the limitations of this world, her God might not even be as powerful as the Divine race of the Age of Old.
With the Dragonscale sword pointed right in front of Connor, Connor could feel that if he moved even the slightest bit, he would be killed by Nala. She could even use the authority of God to turn him into something else to achieve the effect of witchcraft, or rather, witchcraft itself was an imitation of this authority.
"Step aside, Connor" hearing Negri's voice, Connor's body loosened and he hurriedly stepped aside.
Sieh Mother-in-law also chuckled strangely as she stepped aside from the bone gate behind her. The first flame was right behind the gate, Nala could sense it.
Turning around to look at Negri, Nala really wanted to kill Negri right here and now. After all, Negri was the person who killed her father, as well as an extremely evil monster.
But to her surprise, she could roughly sense the current state of Negri's soul. It was a bit weaker than her current self, but her instincts told her that it was possible to kill Negri, but it would take a lot of time, during which the flame could go out at any moment.
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