The Most Powerful Spiritist On Earth (2)
The Goddesses had blessed the Top Three with youth that lasted until death.
It wasn’t just that their aging process didn’t occur.
It meant that they were always at their peak physically, mentally, and spiritually.
Naturally, such a huge gap was bound to widen.
As the years went by, while those ranked below them stayed in their place, they continued climbing up!
Leon Hart trembled.
“Was it that beneficial to stay young?”
However, he didn’t feel it.
It hadn’t been that long since he was blessed, after all.
But when he thought about it…
‘With normal aging, they wouldn’t have gotten that strong. The same can be said for me.’
He understood why Hollien’s level was so high.
The Fairy clan of Latna was slower in level growth than the human race.
Like Dragons, they lived many times longer.
On the other hand, the rising curve was a bit different from the Dragons.
Their skills rarely rose until around 100 years old, which was equivalent to the boyhood of the Nymphs.
However, at that point, they would improve their skills at a rate comparable to that of humans until they were 150 years old, which was their full maturity. After that, the level increase would slow down sharply again.
And when they were over 250 years old, it would stop completely.
The currently known age of the Fairy Queen was 203 years old, and she was in the maturity stage.
Originally, the rate at which her level rose should’ve slowed down tremendously.
‘But since she’s gone back to her prime, she could continue to improve her skills.’
The Nymphs were young and beautiful, seemingly without any difference between maturity.
‘Jesus, I could have guessed her level…’
The Sword King, Baotolt, defeated the divine Kruse Murg, whose estimated level was 170.
And the Top Three were considered to be the same as the Sword King.
Although Baotolt was the strongest, the gap wasn’t large.
Such people’s level couldn’t be just around the 130s.
‘The news of the Sword King’s death was so shocking that I couldn’t think of it.’
Leon Hart looked back at Kibie with resentment.
“With all due respect, you’ve given mortals a weapon too powerful for our own good.”
Kibie had a bitter look on her face.
The Goddesses did expect that.
“Back then, we thought we would be able to prevent continuous attacks by giving them that kind of benefit.”
Thus, every 12 years, the Goddesses continued to bless the world with guardians of Latna at a level that didn’t break the world’s balance.
They never dreamed that the Goddesses’ creations would rebel against them with that power.
“Anyway, Han-bin didn’t see it wrong.”
After shaking his head, Leon Hart turned back to the battlefield.
“Now I can’t run away…”
They had no choice but to look more closely and find weaknesses somehow.
* * *
Thanks to the Transcendental’s formidable spiritual arts, the Allendia Army managed to engage in a tight race against the night’s monsters.
Nevertheless, they didn’t win.
As expected, there were too many monsters. The average level was too high.
As time went by, they were pushed back little by little.
Hollien wasn’t embarrassed.
“I expected this to happen.”
The essence of victory was to dominate the enemy with a stronger power than the opponent.
It was the condition of a true master to preempt the terrain, secure information, and fight only in situations that they could win.
However, the public was enthusiastic about the weak destroying the strong.
When fighting thousands of enemies with 300 men, defeating 133 enemy ships with 12 ships, and showing victory against all odds, they burst into cheers and praise.
Hence, she had purposely brought in only the right amount of troops.
The real purpose of the battle wasn’t to win but to appease the public.
It could further enhance the prestige of the Transcendental.
‘Of course, if we’re defeated like this, we’ll have nothing to say.’
She had already pushed the soldiers back.
At that point, it was time to show off her power.
Hollien once again extended her arms from side to side.
“Light of Althea! Expand your radiance through the world through my hands!”
The vast Prana became rays of light, bombarding the battlefield.
* * *
It was a very chaotic mess.
The cries of monsters and knights were mixed everywhere.
Argh!
Grrrr!
“Hang in there!”
“Never back down!”
A hunter clicked his tongue after cutting the Great Orc in front of him vertically.
“Jesus, it would’ve been better to form a defensive position and wait…”
There were only blood, corpses, and monsters everywhere.
Nobody was certain if the troops were winning or losing.
Another hunter gritted his teeth as if he didn’t understand.
“I mean, why did we have to go head-to-head? They’ll charge at us on their own anyway!”
The Allendia Army had set up positions on the Turricon Plains in advance.
It meant that they could prepare the terrain against enemy attacks.
However, as soon as the night’s monsters appeared, all their eyes turned red and launched a reckless charge.
There was no need to engage in a war of attrition in the middle of the field against monsters that rushed recklessly in madness.
Rather, it was much more advantageous to form a defense line and respond tactically.
“No, the Transcendental didn’t even know such basic tactical sense?”
“Isn’t this the wrong approach?”
The Hunters felt nervous.
Taaa!
Light covered the Turricon Plains.
Throughout the vast range of battlefields, a curtain of light swept through the waves.
A huge light membrane of several kilometers separated the monsters from the Allendian Army and emanated as a dazzling wall.
“Now that I’ve laid the foundation…”
Mumbling, Hollien finished signing.
Contrary to the Hunters’ misunderstanding, she wasn’t ignorant of strategies.
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