Chapter 200
It couldn’t be High-Tier Divine Art, could it?
[Killed Second Tier Extraordinary, gained 8 Free Experience]
[Killed Second Tier Extraordinary, gained 12 Free Experience]
[Killed Second Tier Extraordinary, gained 14 Free Experience]
[Killed Third Tier Extraordinary, gained 54 Free Experience]
…
Large swathes of experience prompts appeared before Eivass’s eyes.
Fierce flames roared and spread, the crimson of the blaze reflected in Eivass’s pupils.
The Flame Butterflies that the Butterfly had transformed into rested quietly on his shoulder, while the flame streams released by the other flame butterflies engulfed the Demon Scholars who stood frozen.
At least it could be confirmed that these were not puppets—although their wills were controlled by others, their souls were still intact.
And not a single spell they cast landed on Eivass.
The Grand Guardian raised his badge, and spells from the illegitimate path dissolved under the light of order.
All three squads of Demon Scholars were completely devoured by Eivass.
Most of them were cannon fodder of the Second Tier, at about the same level as “Big Purple” Veronica. Only a few were of the Third Tier—their ability to succeed in a surprise attack relied entirely on pre-prepared materials for highly synchronized ritualistic casting.
No wonder they were discarded here without a second thought from the giants. They were just newcomers who had only completed one or two Advancement Rituals. In their eyes, perhaps the value of these cannon fodder was less than the materials they had used.
Based on the intercepted letters between Big Purple and Minister Dross’s secretary, these people should have begun infiltrating when Big Purple sacrificed Eivass.
Their initial purpose in coming to Glass Island was to find a certain “Divine Entity.”
Although Eivass still didn’t know what exactly they were looking for.
But in the current situation…
It was likely that even if they found that thing, they wouldn’t be able to escape.
It was one thing for so many people to enter separately, but it would be too difficult to leave together.
—It was even possible that after they obtained what they wanted, they would be manipulated into sacrificing themselves and die here directly.
In the original timeline, Yulia lost control because of their actions. Although Eivass saved Yulia, the members of the Noble Red Society were still on Glass Island.
In other words, apart from the projections of those two giants… everyone else had already infiltrated a month ago.
And this operation should have been a sudden development, directly related to Eivass’s actions. Star Antinomy did not expect that their bought informant, Minister Dross, was suddenly captured, so they could only order the Noble Red to rescue him.
Judging from the grunts deployed by the Noble Red, the Noble Red seemed to be very dissatisfied with this order. However, they could not refuse.
The Noble Red had at least a dozen Third Tier Demon Scholars infiltrating this time, but Eivass judged from experience that only three were sent out for this operation. And they were likely only mobilized three to lead and guide the ritual.
Therefore, this operation could also be understood as “reducing the burden.”
The Noble Red realized that if they tried to rescue Minister Dross… regardless of success, it would incur retaliation from Avalon’s authorities. If too many of them were present, it would be difficult to hide… So they directly sacrificed all those grunts at once to reduce their scale.
Eivass directly gained 280 experience points from this wave.
It was even a bit more than the Deformed, and more than double that of the Assassin Miss.
Now Eivass’s accumulated experience had broken through seven hundred points.
He could now say that he truly had more experience than he could use—his current rate of experience accumulation and level-up speed had completely surpassed the cooldown speed of his rituals. However, Eivass was still reluctant to use his experience to forcibly increase his level, as it would lead to an inflated sense of power.
It wasn’t because of the “diamond-loving” syndrome that occurs when one hoards too many resources for gacha…
Rather, with Eivass’s own talent, he could accumulate seven to eight levels of improvement every half a month. He only needed to use experience to raise the last two or three levels to fill the gaps. After all, Sherlock and the others would advance once a month, but Eivass had to advance once every half a month… If Eivass also advanced once a month, he wouldn’t even need to allocate experience; his level would reach the cap, and he would still have a week left over.
So, if possible… Eivass still hoped to use his experience to learn some skills. That would be the most beneficial choice.
But where could he find… so many skills to learn? One could not learn too many skills at once; even if he learned them, he would still need to improve them himself. Levels gained through experience did not grant knowledge.
“—What kind of skill could consume so much experience?”
Eivass grumbled inwardly.
It would be best if it were difficult to learn but could be studied independently. That would yield the highest returns.
Otherwise, Eivass would rather hoard the experience… and when his level was higher, and he couldn’t keep up with Sherlock and Isabel’s level progression due to his balanced stat distribution across two paths, he would use the hoarded experience to catch up in levels.
It was better to hoard it than to waste it.
Unless it was a truly good skill.
But what could he learn?
Divination? Curses? Aether Magic?
It couldn’t be High-Tier Divine Art, could it?
It wouldn’t be bad if he could learn that… In Eivass’s memory, the Church had sent nine Avalon bishops to learn for a year before the opening of Chapter 0. But after a year, none of the nine learned anything and were sent back.
The Church realized that humans truly couldn’t learn, and they never brought it up again. Since then, they had lost the opportunity to acquire High-Tier Divine Arts.
If he was lucky, Eivass could sneak in. He could use excuses like “I’m going to the Church to find my foster father” or “I heard my sister is at the Church,” and he might be able to join the team.
As long as he could audit, Eivass could burn experience to learn the skill directly. This should be the most cost-effective use of experience—to shorten the time it takes to learn a skill.
“…I need to find an opportunity.”
He muttered softly.
Find an opportunity and ask the Mentor… If time permits, it would be best not to miss that window.
High-Tier Divine Arts were distinctly different from the divine arts taught by the Church—it was an entire system, and even Elves might not be able to learn it. The most representative of these was Divine Descent, which allowed apostles or even Pillar Gods to descend into one’s body. This skill was essential for inheriting the position of Pope and wearing the Supreme Holy Crown, which granted an unconditional [Level +1].
…Or, could he ask the Grand Guardian?
No, forget it. It would be too troublesome for him.
It would be better to help old Mrs. Meg survive… As a token of gratitude, she might find a way to help him secure a spot. And only if she could survive would Eivass be able to study abroad with peace of mind—to avoid returning home and finding it destroyed while he was studying.
The nine bishops in the original timeline met this fate. Their studies hadn’t even ended when Avalon was gone.
However, after Eivass dealt with all these Demon Scholars, he did not leave immediately.
The Grand Guardian went to check the safety of the secret chamber, while Eivass stayed to begin emergency rescue.
Although the Flame Butterflies could provide group healing, it was better to use Illuminate Spell for precise treatment of heavily injured patients—his remaining fire mana was also running low.
Using Flame Butterflies for group healing still consumed fire mana. However, Illuminate Spell only required a bit of fire to ignite, with the rest of the mana used to maintain the illumination being light-based.
Under Eivass’s focused healing, the new director, whose name he didn’t know, was directly saved by Eivass.
Even her old shoulder injury, gastritis, and menstrual pain were coincidentally cured by Eivass.
After that, Eivass entered the Inspection Bureau and began treating others. Some looked as if they had already kicked the bucket, their hearts even stopped… but they could still be saved.
Especially since Eivass’s Illuminate Spell was infallible. Therefore, unless someone had immediate brain death—even if it reached the point of “complete organ failure,” as long as Eivass had enough mana, he could bring them back.
He moved from his wheelchair, kneeling on the ground to treat the injured lying there.
To conserve mana, Eivass would move his hands away once the injuries stabilized, moving on to the next person. The rest could be handed over to the bishops who arrived later, or they could be sent directly to the hospital.
As Eivass busied himself, he began to feel some pain in his knees and calves. The marble floor of the Inspection Bureau was cold and hard, making him uncomfortable.
At this moment, Eivass suddenly felt someone touching the back of his neck.
Then, she patted Eivass’s thigh and placed a soft cushion under Eivass’s knees.
Eivass turned his head in surprise—only to see Lily.
“I stole it from the director’s office.”
Lily smiled, and then produced a pillow from behind her: “I have more if you need it.”
Eivass felt as if Lily herself had completely changed.
Her pupils seemed to hold a deeper darkness, and the gentle smile on her face had become even more captivating.
The original Lily, though cute, always gave off a sense of ordinariness. Her smile felt thin and fake, making it so that even when she wore nice clothes and stood with others, people’s first reaction was “a pretty maid,” not “the daughter of some noble family.”
But now, it was different.
If her previous smile was the respectful and gentle demeanor of someone with a weak personality and a mild temperament who disliked causing trouble…
Then now, she gave Eivass the impression of a mature and steady elder. She possessed a demonic charm that could draw others’ attention.
“Come help me, Lily.”
Eivass paused for a moment before suddenly smiling.
He gently instructed: “Put something under the heads of the injured… and then help me unbutton their clothes, exposing their chests for the men and their backs for the women.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
Lily smiled gently.
Chapter 2 will be a little later—
