Chapter 619
To go fishing, you have to give them some equipment, right?
The false night sky, which had been shedding blood rain, was ignited by the flames.
But the sky did not return to the brightness of noon. Instead, it became scorching like a doomsday battlefield.
The Night Demon stood alone high in the sky, overlooking the earth. Its outstretched shadowy wings appeared dim under the fiery sky.
Giant meteorites, engulfed in liquid flames, spiraled down towards the ground.
The smallest meteorites were three to four meters in diameter, while the larger ones were twenty to thirty meters. They plummeted from the sky, making it impossible for them to hit the Night Demon, which fluttered as lightly as a moth.
When the meteorites hit the ground, they caused the earth to tremble with a rumbling sound—
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
The earth trembled violently and roared incessantly. The surrounding trees were destroyed, crushed, and torn apart by the meteorites.
The meteorites shattered upon impact, and the earth around them continued to burn quietly and persistently, like accumulated liquid fuel.
When Utgarðar-Loki and Origen were fighting, the uncontrolled wild-fire on Utgarðar-Loki had already ignited the grassland. Now, the fire had rapidly spread from the small plain where the battle took place to the surrounding forest.
After Utgarðar-Loki finished reshaping the battlefield, the flames on his body resonated with the flames brought by the surrounding meteor shower.
The leaping golden-red flames gradually turned into the deep red color burning on his body, a color like red wine, or like blood. As Utgarðar-Loki moved through them, his speed and strength were significantly compensated.
Suddenly, Utgarðar-Loki launched a strike as swift as lightning.
His charging body stirred up a wild storm, causing the surrounding trees to fall and shaking the flames on the ground into the sky—
Facing the downward slash as mournful as a crescent moon, the Night Demon instinctively realized—this attack could not be avoided!
So, she raised her wings to resist.
—But the ultimate defense, condensed from the essence of the Night Demon’s power, which could originally block almost all attacks, failed for the first time.
Utgarðar-Loki’s charging slash struck the Night Demon’s wings heavily. After a brief struggle, the Night Demon’s wings, clearly deformed, were directly cleaved and sent flying backward like a badminton shuttlecock hit by a racket!
Its wings showed a slight bend, visible to the naked eye, for the first time.
However, in the moment of combat, Utgarðar-Loki’s expression also suddenly became solemn.
He felt a strong sense of decay coming from within his body—like drinking strong acid, his chest and abdomen made crackling corrosive sounds.
It was a curse.
And it was a curse he didn’t recognize at all!
Utgarðar-Loki’s rich combat experience told him that this demon was particularly adept at weakening, cursing, and counter-attacking.
He couldn’t drag this out!
With a determined mind, Utgarðar-Loki thrust his great axe into the ground casually.
“Great Supreme Heaven! Hear the cry of your people!”
He crossed his arms, raised them above his head, and prayed in a sonorous voice: “Grant me the power to tear apart the sky and tread upon the earth!”
At that moment, a bright red lightning bolt shot out from the “Eye of the Rift” in the sky and struck Utgarðar-Loki directly!
Meanwhile, Eivass had flown to a distant mountain.
Origen’s landing spot was easy to find.
Scorching lava sprayed continuously, igniting an entire stretch of trees and grass. Once away from the battlefield, the blood rain still poured down, and the blood rain striking the flames caused a pungent white smoke.
Eivass followed the white smoke and saw a dying Lizardmen warrior, emitting white smoke with a sizzling sound.
Its body was almost shattered—the right arm was the most severely injured. It had been completely torn into three pieces and swung limply on the ground like a piece of rag. Yet, even so, its incredibly strong body managed to keep its right arm attached, with only nearly shattered muscles holding it together.
Its front was covered in dried blood mixed with semi-solidified magma embedded in its skin. It hadn’t completely dried yet, and its leather armor was still burning with a faint flame. Only one eye remained, the other having been melted by the magma splashed onto its face. Its leather armor was almost completely worn away, and only half of the hilt of the weapon it held in its hand remained.
Even if it were lucky enough not to have its head shattered, with a different profession, it would have been declared dead.
But as Eivass flew over, it still possessed a clear will.
Origen’s single remaining eye moved slightly, spotting Helchin riding a Pegasus.
“Helchin… Your Excellency…”
It uttered a hoarse, rough voice, speaking intermittently: “Run…”
“—Don’t speak yet.”
Eivass said sternly.
At this moment, he seemed to merge with Helchin, the role he was playing.
He reached out and placed his hand on the largest tree closest to the Lizardmen warrior Origen, while a bright yellow card appeared in his left hand.
As the card materialized and then shattered into dissipation, the tree immediately began to grow wildly, its branches dividing, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a thick and tall giant tree—
Soon, a giant tree with leaves as bright as gold grew out of thin air from Eivass’s hand.
It swayed its leaves, emitting a clear sound like wind chimes.
To Origen, this scene looked like a miracle.
He could clearly feel his wounds slowly recovering—at least they were no longer worsening and were improving. The approaching God of Death, whose outlines he could gradually discern, vanished like bubbles.
Just then, the box that had scattered around him when he was struck flew towards Eivass as if sensing something.
The armor fragments and cape within flew towards Eivass and attached themselves to him. In the blink of an eye, he was fully armed.
Eivass immediately saw a large number of attributes and traits appear before his eyes—
It wasn’t individual equipment, but an entire set that had suddenly flown out:
[Set – Three Phases of Light: Dawn, Noon, and Twilight (3/3)]
[Extraordinary Equipment (Purple)]*3
[Trait: Dawn’s Protection (Triggerable only by Path of Balance) (Not Triggered)]
[Trait: Twilight Will (Triggerable only by Twilight Path) (Not Triggered)]
[Trait: Upon entering combat, automatically searches for a weapon and autonomously replenishes shields and status effects]
[Extraordinary Trait: Giant Tree Skin (Triggerable only by Elves)]
[Giant Tree Skin: When the damage taken by the holder is non-fatal, this damage is halved]
[Extraordinary Trait: Pope’s Protection (Triggerable only by Church Influence)]
[Pope’s Protection: The holder gains resistance to Charm, Poison, and Petrify, and immunity to Fear, Curse, and Instant Death]
[Extraordinary Trait: Name of the Candlemaster (Triggerable only by Candlemaster Faith)]
[Name of the Candlemaster: The holder gains the spell: Sacred Healing, three times daily, without mana consumption]
[Set Trait: When the holder is riding a Pegasus or Unicorn, they gain ‘Life Binding’ with the mount; when the holder gains any beneficial effect, the duration of the beneficial effect is extended by 50%, and the effect is increased by 30%; the mount gains 120% flight speed]
—Holy crap!
So this set of equipment worn by the Pope’s Guard is so awesome!
Eivass was suddenly surprised.
Before, at the Silver and Tin Hall, Eivass had seen those Queen’s Guards who were transferred over wearing this same set of armor.
When they went on shifts to bathe, eat, or rest, they would simply take off this equipment and leave it in the attendant’s room next to Isabel’s bedroom. They weren’t afraid of losing it at all, and it was often strewn all over the place, not seeming to be particularly cherished.
Eivass considered this item to be mass-producible equipment, and since they dared to wear it on missions overseas without fear of losing it… it was likely not very precious.
Considering that this could be considered girls’ clothing, even intimate apparel, Eivass had never touched it.
Now Eivass finally understood why they weren’t afraid of losing it—
As a purple set, its inherent value was basically on par with Lily’s Eagle Eye set. It could be considered the graduation set for a Paladin.
Furthermore, all three pieces were purple, making their rarity even slightly higher than the Eagle Eye set.
The reason they weren’t afraid of losing it wasn’t just because those Queen’s Guards were strong fighters. It was because its attributes were mostly locked and could not be used by outsiders.
Only pure-blooded elves, originating from the Church, who believed in the Candlemaster, and followed the Path of Balance or Twilight path could trigger all its effects. Otherwise, the holder would only gain the auxiliary effect of “automatic buffs upon entering combat.”
No wonder…
I knew it, the boss wouldn’t let me fish without giving me some equipment!
(End of Chapter)
