Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton - Chapter 465:
Chapter 465: Chapter 274 Majestic Door_1
Upon hearing Negris’s shout, Shamara staggered, nearly falling to the ground. After regaining her footing, Luna deactivated her armorization and emerged from Shamara’s body. With a shocked expression, she asked, “God of Knowledge, where did you hear such an outrageous tale?”
“Ah? Is it not true?” Negris froze momentarily. The legends came from the shared knowledge of the believers; he had never met the Goddess of Redemption himself.
“Of course not, such an extraordinary capability, even the God of Light doesn’t have. However, it’s true that she can absorb others’ attacks. The heavier the damage she takes, the faster her strength increases. Do not attack her recklessly. Otherwise, nobody will be able to handle her.” Luna advised.
“Oh, Ange, do not attack her rashly. Especially do not transform,” Negris quickly warned Ange.
Obviously, Negris knew that the ability to absorb damage was a perfect counter to Ange’s transformation. If he transformed and obliterated the Goddess of Redemption with a single punch…
As soon as his transformation time elapsed, the Goddess of Redemption would have recovered, using the power absorbed from Locke to punch him…
So, unless there was a guaranteed killing blow, he must not transform.
After advising Ange, Negris quickly asked, “Is there any way to deal with her!?”
“You need to exhaust her. She can only absorb fatal damage, not non-lethal damage. Keep weakening her and then tie her up.” With that, Luna vaulted onto Shamara’s back again.
Her body transforming into light, armorizing onto Shamara, Luna was about to charge at the Goddess of Redemption, intending to reduce her strength.
Just as she started moving, a row of fireballs lined up in a straight path, shooting past her to strike the glowing silhouette of the Goddess of Redemption. The successive fireballs exploded, chipping away at the glow.
The Goddess of Redemption, who had been gracefully recovering with her head held high, immediately held her head and turned to run.
Yes, she literally turned tail and ran. The hem of her glowing gown was kicked into ripples as she fled across the water’s surface in the direction of the open ocean.
Ange gave chase, fireballs constantly forming at his side, aligning in a formation before shooting her way.
The Goddess of Redemption dodged and darted as she ran, but Ange’s gaze and lock-on never shifted, the fireballs arcing erratic trajectories through the air.
From Ange’s perspective, a distinguished goddess suddenly targeted them. She boasted a divine technique that could convert the damage of others’ attacks into her own power, truly formidable and horrifying. Now, it was tricky. How should they counter her? Everyone quickly sought a solution.
However, no one considered the situation from the Goddess of Redemption’s position, considering her inner feelings.
The inner monologue of the Goddess of Redemption went something like this, “For the love of Light! The Undead God! The God of Knowledge! The Six-winged Fallen Angel! It’s Luna, oh goodness, the Wisdom Angel who knows everyone’s weaknesses! How did she fall from grace?”
“On the Undead God, I felt another aura of divinity, a twin-body god? No, there’s another ember of faith, is it Trinity? The woman in the gauze skirt also has an aura of faith and a Dimension Beast? For the love of the Light, have I stumbled onto the temple of heretics?”
Despite her outward calm, she was panicking inwardly. She only came because she sensed a ripple of the igniting divine fire. She didn’t anticipate an inadvertent intrusion into a den of gods.
Her panic led to her being struck by the two big attacks from the Little Angel and Little Zombie.
It was hard enough to recover a bit before the Undead God charged at her with a chain of low-level magic fireworks, coming at her with astonishing frequency.
Her first thought wasn’t that the enemy only had low-level magic. Her very first reaction was: Disaster, the enemy knows my weakness! Run!
Any god who stumbled into a den of gods would react the same way unless they possessed the confidence and power to single-handedly challenge all, like Steadfast Locke.
Run? Ange immediately gave chase. If she walked on air, so could Ange. If she flew into the sky, so would Ange. If she sought refuge in the sea, Ange dived in as well.
As she dove into the water, the Goddess of Redemption realized she had made a mistake. Ange’s speed in the water was several times faster than hers. He was enveloped in an air bubble and moved at a speed comparable to that in the air.
Fireballs were useless in the water, however, so Ange switched to water arrows.
Gripping her tight, the Goddess of Redemption grit her teeth and turned around to fight back. Ange quickly pulled away and kept attacking from a distance. Wait, doesn’t this situation seem familiar?
“Turus! You burned my field!” Ange remembered and a torrent of rage gripped his mind. The frequency of his magic attacks elevated even further.
Ever since he was unable to suppress the bugs the last time and they took a bite at the heart of the Insect God, Ange consciously ramped up his firepower. His level 2 magic could reach a frequency of ten shots per second. Now triggered by the Goddess of Redemption, the speed increased even more to thirteen shots per second.
His level 2 magic was not ordinary, it was compressed and even upgraded, amplifying the destructive power of level 2 to level 4, even 6.
No matter what kind of god it was, as long as the concepts of physics and energy applied, being hit by level 4 and even 6 magic attacks, thirteen times a second, she would definitely have to run for her life.
Before turning to escape, the Goddess of Redemption tossed out her Life-saving Hammer.
The hammer was not large in size. Still, compared with Ange’s low-level magic, it was a divine artifact. A casual throw of this item was enough to unleash divine power.
Wherever the Life-saving Hammer passed, the seawater vaporized, forming air bubbles, leaving a straight vacuum trajectory as it shot towards Ange.
