Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level? - [Vol. 5] Chapter 296

[Vol. 5] Chapter 296: The Savior’s Arrogance

Minchen’s voice gradually drifted away, disappearing into the depths of the mist.

Within the white fog, Miss White Fox glanced subtly around.

From the obedience of the puppets earlier, it was clear that Minchen held a high level of control over everything here. Perhaps this was why he was able to access many facilities that were otherwise restricted.

Of course, he couldn’t be the creator of this place. He must have been granted access later on.

But seeing this situation, could it be that he intends to…

The white mist spread, and as the formless substance diffused, the surrounding space seemed to shift subtly. Yet, Violet did nothing, merely standing in place, waiting patiently.

Until a certain moment.

“Buzz!”

The [Demon God’s Gem] floating near the young girl suddenly erupted with an intense glow of magical energy, forming a circular shield at her side.

With it came the sharp sound of something slicing against the dull surface, creating a harsh frictional noise.

“Screech~!”

The strike couldn’t penetrate the artifact’s defense. Although a visible scratch appeared on the magic barrier, it quickly healed as the attack faded, with magic energy replenishing the damage.

However, this was not the main issue.

“I see… Concealing killing intent, magical fluctuations, and aura to prevent the opponent from determining the direction of the attack, forcing them to waste several times more energy on passive defense, a rather sneaky formation.”

“You relied on this tactic back then to drain the energy of that light elemental spirit, didn’t you?”

Miss White Fox muttered thoughtfully to herself, and her observation quickly received a response.

“As expected of Miss Dawn. You’ve realized the truth so quickly. Yes, though this is not my own ability, and using it in battle may seem somewhat unsportsmanlike, I, too, have reasons that prevent me from retreating. Consider it a two-against-one.”

“Two working as one…”

Looking around at the boundless white fog, which even Violet’s divine sight couldn’t penetrate, Miss White Fox spoke in a slightly mocking tone.

“I mean, Vast Dream has been erased from existence. Just using the things he left behind counts as teaming up? Minchen, I don’t care, it’s all the same to me. If you’re going to fight, just use whatever abilities you have.”

“What are you trying to convince yourself of?”

“……”

A dead silence filled the air.

After a moment, the voice of someone who had maintained a calm and humble tone until now suddenly became sharp and intense!

“Ridiculous! Nonsense!!! Vast Dream… that cunning guy wouldn’t just vanish so easily! He must have left something behind. As long as we complete his plan and wake up Cheese Mochi, with the Goddess of Light’s power, we… we can definitely bring him back!”

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!”

Countless sharp edges, driven by the intensity of the speaker’s resolve, rained down like a storm against the barrier constructed by the [Demon God’s Gem].

Faced with an onslaught from unpredictable directions that forced her into full defensive mode, Miss White Fox merely maintained the artifact’s magic supply with a steady hand, shaking her head somewhat helplessly.

“Hey, aren’t you overestimating the gods’ omnipotence a bit? I still don’t know exactly what he did, but the disappearance of one’s very existence is a more complete annihilation than mere bodily death or soul dispersion.”

“To be honest, even I wouldn’t know how to bring someone back in such a situation. Even if time were reversed, he might not return.”

“Besides… do you really think Cheese Mochi can become the so-called Goddess of Light? If the [Blood of the Cross] secret technique were truly so powerful, why have there been almost no gods born in this way throughout history?”

Recalling what a certain Goddess of Life once said about the [God of Subversion and Paradox] and the true purpose of the [Blood of the Cross], Violet sighed softly.

“You all know only half the story.”

Minchen seemed to grow even angrier.

“Only half the story? You’re just making cold-hearted remarks! If it were someone important to you, could you still deliver such a merciless verdict?”

“Three hundred years! We’ve fought side by side, overcoming countless hardships. From over three hundred years ago, how many people sneered, mocked, saying it was impossible, that we couldn’t do it. But what happened?!”

“Again and again, the facts proved we were different. We are the protagonists, the saviors of this world! The world chose us, and we’ve created miracles that were deemed impossible over and over! This time, we’ll succeed again!”

“If we don’t even try, how will we ever know the outcome!!!”

“Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!!”

Blades shot in from all directions, slashing with furious intensity as if someone were venting their full strength, striking relentlessly at the black magic-constructed barrier.

“Heh… quite the passionate speech a true protagonist would make. So what’s next? A sudden burst of power to defeat me, the heartless villain? Or will there be a flashback to the past and you’ll suddenly get the so-called power of friendship?”

Just as she said, the intense emotions seemed to fuel Minchen, giving him power beyond his limits, or perhaps there was another, undisclosed reason…

The blows, denser than raindrops, gradually began to produce barely noticeable cracks on the barrier protecting Miss White Fox, accompanied by a faint sound.

“Crack… crack, crack, crack…”

Encouraged by this change, the invisible, intangible blades surged again from the mist, as if determined not to give the enemy any respite.

“I won’t fall… For the will of my comrades and carrying the last hope, I absolutely cannot fall here!!!”

The cracks on the barrier became more and more pronounced, until at a certain moment… all the blades suddenly disappeared at once.

This didn’t mean that Minchen had given up his attack. Like the calm before a storm, it was the prelude to a lethal strike.

“Absolute Dust Blade!”

The vast white mist transformed at his command into an overwhelming cloud blade that cleaved through the sky. It resembled the so-called ‘God-Slaying Sword’ Silvina once wielded, but even more elusive and mysterious. It exuded a terrifying aura, giving an eerie sense that it was impossible to resist, or even determine its location.

It was as if countless cloud blades were striking from every direction simultaneously, leaving no choice but full defense, with no other way to respond.

However, the barrier protecting Miss White Fox was already riddled with cracks, nearly shattered.

This strike seemed ready to decide victory or defeat.

Perhaps that was true, but as for who would win or lose…

“Bang!!!!”

The cloud blades fell, crushing the nearly broken barrier, shattering it with a sound as clear as glass breaking.

Along with it came the girl’s voice, still calm, even indifferent.

“Minchen, deep down you really can’t rid yourself of that arrogance… Has your defeat in the Illusionary Realm not taught you the importance of leaving an escape route? Not everything can be resolved just by hyping yourself up.”

“Or are you still counting on that so-called [Will of the World] to grant you a miracle at the last second?”

The sound of shattering turned into an intense, explosive blast, accompanied by a dense, sharp whistling of projectiles slicing through the air!

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!!”

The long-accumulated magic surged like a wave, shredding the previously impenetrable mist into pieces. Countless shards, fragments from the broken barrier, burst outward like black flowers in full bloom, with the unharmed Miss White Fox at the center.

“!?”