A dazzling white light, like lightning exploding in the dead of night, instantly illuminated the once dilapidated and eerie church as bright as daylight, as if a divine miracle had descended.
“Holy Light Punishment!”
Su Nian’s cold voice, laced with undeniable authority, echoed throughout the empty church, lingering without end.
Her petite figure appeared in the ruined church, like an angel sent from heaven.
The girl raised both hands high, and the sacred light surged forth from her palms, as if the sun itself had descended upon the mortal world, intent on dispelling all darkness and evil.
This holy light struck precisely at the Necromancer Mal·Skeleton, who was hiding behind the statue and amidst a pile of rotting coffins.
It was as if fate had ordained it—without the slightest deviation.
Su Nian had witnessed Chu Tian and the Terrifying Knight clash fiercely; both were slammed back by the overwhelming recoil, seemingly gravely injured and incapable of continuing the fight.
She immediately sensed the opportunity and decisively acted.
After all, evil Necromancers like that must be dealt with quickly—who knew what more terrifying undead monstrosities he might summon next?
If he were to summon a ghostly dragon or a frost giant dragon, then she would truly be doomed here, and all her previous endurance and humiliation would be for nothing.
By comparison, the Necromancer’s physical body was frail and vulnerable—easy to strike down.
Kill the Necromancer first!
This was Su Nian’s sole thought at the moment.
Although that Horned Demon Bastard was detestable, at least for now, it seemed he wouldn’t kill her…
But the Necromancer was different—he genuinely intended to end her life.
The greatest threat right now was still that Necromancer.
Moreover, the Horned Demon Bastard appeared to have already passed out.
At this moment, Su Nian had no idea that Chu Tian was merely playing dead; she truly believed he had lost consciousness and even felt a trace of secret delight.
The sacred light was like a festering sore burning deep into the Necromancer Mal·Skeleton’s ugly, twisted soul without mercy.
This place had once been the Sanctum of the Goddess of Light, holy and solemn, but it had been desecrated by this blasphemer and transformed into a foul Necromancer’s Lair.
Now, the holy power seemed to receive some mysterious blessing, growing stronger and purer.
Under this sacred light, the Necromancer’s grotesque soul hissed and crackled, as if frying in boiling oil—agonized beyond measure.
“Ahhh…”
The Necromancer let out a piercing wail, filled with despair and helplessness.
His voice echoed through the vast church, making the sorrow even more profound.
“I… I am Mal·Skeleton… I am Mal Morsen… Immortality… Immortality is my… my…”
His voice grew fainter and weaker until it completely vanished like smoke scattered by the wind.
With the last flicker of sacred light, the once arrogant Necromancer Mal·Skeleton was utterly finished, turning to ashes.
Only a few items shimmered with a faint glow, lying quietly on the cold floor, silently testifying to his former existence.
An ancient medal, bearing the Morsen Family’s clan crest, seemed to tell of the old family’s glory and past.
A worn diary, its cover almost falling off, filled with dense writing—likely chronicling the Necromancer’s sins and madness.
A delicate Soul Vessel emanating a chilling aura, making one shudder, yet empty inside—nothing at all.
Su Nian exhaled a long breath as she looked at the scene before her, her tense nerves finally relaxing.
She felt as if she had just fought a grueling battle, utterly exhausted in both body and mind.
“Phew, finally done.” She lightly patted her chest, still trembling slightly from the ordeal.
That last strike had consumed half her magic power for the sake of certainty, leaving her a bit tired.
Luckily, she had succeeded.
Su Nian walked over to the Necromancer’s corpse, bent down, and picked up the items scattered on the ground, casually pocketing them.
These drops from the defeated Boss—now these were real spoils of war, not the nonsense that the Horned Demon Bastard had called her!
Su Nian curled her lips disdainfully.
She’d look at these later; there were more important things to attend to.
That was the moment of revenge!
Su Nian turned around and looked at the motionless bastard lying on the ground, a complex mix of emotions flashing across her eyes.
Excitement, anticipation, nervousness, and even… hesitation?
Was it really true that the Horned Demon Bastard had perished alongside the Terrifying Knight in their fierce battle?
She slowly approached Chu Tian’s side, squatted down, lifted her foot, and tentatively gave the Horned Demon Bastard—lying like a dead dog on the ground—a gentle kick.
No reaction?
Su Nian’s heart leapt with joy, though she found it hard to believe.
She increased the force and kicked him again.
Still no response?
Su Nian became even more certain—this Horned Demon Bastard had really passed out.
Cautiously, she reached out and checked for his breath…
Still nothing!
She had succeeded?
A surge of uncontrollable ecstasy swelled within her chest, nearly bursting forth.
A perfect plan!
The Terrifying Knight and the Horned Demon Bastard had mortally wounded each other, leaving her to reap the benefits and effortlessly slay the Necromancer—the true mastermind behind the plague and destruction in Bai Shui Town.
That villain whose hands were stained with innocent blood, whose countless victims suffered because of him—was finally ended by her own hand!
At this moment, Su Nian even felt that she was the true protagonist of this world, the favored one of fate.
What were those times of being bullied by the Horned Demon Bastard before?
They were just small stumbling blocks on the road to success, tests set by fate, forging her will.
Those humiliating past moments now seemed like mere foreshadowing to highlight her current glory.
Now, no one would ever know about the cruel things that bastard Horned Demon had done to her.
All those secrets would be buried forever in this ruined place with his death.
Su Nian skillfully activated the Eye of Temporal Reversal.
After a moment’s hesitation, she decided to overwrite the Temporal Anchor she had set before entering Bai Shui Town.
Because of the Time Reversal’s nature, the required Humiliation Value doubles every day.
Therefore, she set a new Temporal Anchor every day as a precaution, almost by muscle memory now.
Having just won a difficult Boss fight, saving the progress was a good habit—professionalism, really.
If she hadn’t saved and some accident happened later, she’d have to fight the Necromancer all over again.
And also let that Horned Demon Bastard and the Terrifying Knight go at it again to the death.
Just thinking about it was a hassle; better not.
Besides, she didn’t want to go through that heart-stopping scene once more.
But now, everything was over.
All threats had been eliminated.
Saving was the natural next step!
“Horned Demon Bastard, letting you bully me!” Su Nian’s lips curled into a satisfied smile as she strode over to Chu Tian and raised her foot, kicking him hard.
“If you’ve got the guts, bully me again! I’ll kick you to death!” she added with a vicious follow-up kick, this time much stronger, her tone filled with unabashed pride.
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