Samimi quickly buffed her allies and performed a round of enhancements on herself, but even she couldn’t apply armor reinforcement to her own body.
She never expected that she would one day be outperformed in the field of supportive enhancement magic.
“[Thorn Body].”
Fortunately, she could still use magic to bolster herself, transforming the thorns into a Magic Shield and donning a pair of gloves for dual protection.
In a flash, the Nameless Archbishop lunged forward. He shattered the ground with a kick, hurtling toward her like an explosive shell.
Now Samimi knew his profession. He wasn’t a Magic User, nor was he a Knight; he was a brawler.
“Boom!” He landed a heavy punch on Samimi’s light shield and Magic Shield. His reinforced black steel fist could punch through two layers of defense in a single strike, and it nearly crushed Samimi’s face.
Everyone was shocked. Was the Demon-Hunting Nun, in whom they had placed all their hopes, actually insta-killed by the Nameless Archbishop?
In reality, it was not so. The “Samimi” who had been struck suddenly transformed into countless golden book pages fluttering through the sky, quickly reconverging a hundred meters away.
It was another substitution technique.
Samimi’s true self stood back atop her Execution Carriage, her small hand gripping her Divine Staff while the other held the Magic Megaphone, looking completely at ease.
This was because the formula for victory was already written in her heart. With just that one initial probe, she knew how to handle the Nameless Archbishop.
It was now known that the Nameless Archbishop was a high-level technological freak of the physical department. Since he could shatter her double shields in one move, engaging him in close combat was simply seeking death.
Therefore, the method to deal with him was very simple: maintain distance and use long-range magic to wear him down. As long as she could resist the urge to draw her blade, victory was essentially guaranteed.
She also had to use the Fenrir Handcuffs sparingly. The last time she used them, she ended up lying in the Medical Room for dozens of days. Her small body couldn’t handle that kind of strain anymore. There was no need to force herself into melee combat just to look cool.
I am a Divine Official! I am a Magic User! Let me solve you with Magic.
“Do you want to know how I defeated the Female Vampire Queen?” Samimi raised the Magic Megaphone and asked.
In this final duel on the stage, did it always feel like something was missing?
It began with the truth-revealing speech of Closs, the Arrow of Dream, followed by the lawless proclamation of the sword-wielder Ophika, and finally, the Grand Leader and the Left Hand Brother reciting scriptures at each other.
It seemed that the most beautiful little worm in the world hadn’t had any oratorical performance yet. How could that be! Shouldn’t it be happening now?
She might lose a fight, but she had to be stubborn and talk big; this was the core point for Samimi.
“…” The Nameless Archbishop looked at the Demon-Hunting Nun a hundred meters away, sensing a terrifying surge of Magic.
“[Goddess Kong].” Samimi directly activated her Magic Domain.
A complex magic array automatically formed behind her, spreading deep red Magic that summoned a beautiful yet sinister dual-form Goddess Statue.
“I remember now. It turns out you’re also a qualified actor. With your strength, it would have been impossible for the Twin Goddesses I summoned to knock you back. You were hiding something big. But then again, a form like yours isn’t something that can be displayed casually.” Samimi wasn’t in a hurry at all, continuing to chat casually.
“Save the nonsense,” the Nameless Archbishop growled, unwilling to chat. He gathered strength throughout his body and then erupted in a full-power charge.
Countless thorns were summoned in an instant, pouncing toward the Nameless Archbishop like a tidal wave.
One of his punches could only snap a few dozen thorns, but then even more thorns would surge up, entangling his body and frantically whipping his steel-like physique.
This level of attack couldn’t wound him, but being stuck in a forest of thorns meant he couldn’t move forward at all. He could only constantly strike out, shattering the protective thorns.
Heh heh, finally, someone was being completely countered by her magic.
Her Thorn Domain was the perfect counter for this kind of brawler profession. No matter how heavy his punches were, hitting the thorns was like hitting cotton—it had no effect.
“The Arrow of Dream has already explained it to everyone. The true body of the Blood Empress is a Great Flesh Mountain composed of all the dead she has devoured over thousands of years. She can summon thousands of Ghouls to attack. Her undead army is enough to drown all the strong experts in the world,” Samimi said, pacing slightly as she added to her explanation.
The Nameless Archbishop looked like a wild beast caught in a wire fence, still struggling incessantly.
However, his black steel body was indeed very formidable. No matter how the thorns whipped him, they couldn’t break his defense.
Moreover, a healing light kept shimmering on him. He was constantly healing himself, which was why he could “swim” through the forest of thorns.
It had to be said, this was already quite remarkable. This strength was beyond human.
Samimi was also impressed by him, then continued to boast: “I used these countless thorns of atonement to fight the Blood Empress’s undead army. To deal with a human-wave tactic, one can only use a human-wave tactic. Do you have more Ghouls? Or do I have more thorns? Let us fight until the last drop of blood!”
This time, she was completely bragging!
The Miworm hadn’t actually fought the Queen’s true body; she had only defeated a tiny physical manifestation of the Blood Empress’s will, and a weakened one at that.
The one who had truly fought the Queen’s true body was Niubao, and Niubao had actually been beaten by the opponent.
In reality, it was because she had stolen the Treasure in advance and found the artifact that countered the Blood Empress—a certain “Friend Slayer.”
Even Closs didn’t know the specific details of how she had defeated the Blood Empress.
No one had witnessed her battle with the Singing Blood Female Vampire Queen, so she could boast and bluff however she wanted. After all, nobody knew the truth.
“Hah! Hah! Hu! Ha!” The sounds of violent wind roared.
However, Samimi’s words instead ignited the Nameless Archbishop’s battle intent. His black steel fists moved so fast they left afterimages, advancing frantically like a lawnmower, crushing the forest of thorns.
The Miworm really talked too much; it had turned into a form of provocation instead.
But everything was within Samimi’s expectations. If she couldn’t rouse the enemy’s battle intent, why would she bother saying so much?
“Do you know? The experimental inspiration for your body actually comes from the Immortal King,” Samimi said confidently.
“What?!” As soon as these words came out, the Nameless Archbishop was indeed shaken, and his punches slowed by a fraction.
“The Immortal King and the Blood Empress are the only Vampire Progenitors, but their abilities and personalities are completely different. The arrogance and cruelty in the nature of the Blood Clan, as well as their elegant posturing and imitation of the nobility, are all inherited from the life experiences of the Blood Empress. But the Blood Clan’s unkillable bodies and bloodthirsty combativeness are traits inherited from the Immortal King,” Samimi explained calmly.
“What are you trying to say?” the Nameless Archbishop’s voice rang out from within the thicket of thorns.
“The ability of the King of Singing Blood is to repair itself through massive amounts of Blood Energy. No matter how much damage it takes, it can recover in an instant. It is also the only member of the Blood Clan that can walk under the Sun. This is not because it doesn’t fear the Sun, but because its healing ability is faster than the speed at which its body is burned to ashes by the Sun,” Samimi continued to explain.
Not just the Nameless Archbishop, but the people of the entire city listened with great interest. They were drawn into that dark world, feeling as if they were right there fighting the Immortal King themselves.
“Does it sound a bit tragic? That’s right. The tragedy of the Immortal King’s ability and the experimental principles conducted on your body are basically the same,” Samimi’s tone deliberately dropped.
The Nameless Archbishop was seething with rage.
“Unfortunately, I acted too quickly and could only Seal the Blood Empress. I didn’t get a chance to exchange blows with the Immortal King, which I find quite regrettable. But now, I can make up for it through you, simulating the experience of fighting the Immortal King.” Samimi’s speech was still neither hurried nor slow.
However, in the Nameless Archbishop’s ears, it was incredibly grating. He roared in anger, “You actually treat me like a Vampire!”
“Is that not allowed? Didn’t you all treat me as a Blood Clan thrall before?” Samimi countered.
“This…” The Nameless Archbishop was momentarily speechless.
“Hahaha!” Samimi burst into loud laughter, finally managing to goad the enemy into her pace.
Her heart felt instantly refreshed, satisfying the regret she felt earlier when she could only listen to others blathering on.
Alright, the trash talk session is over. Let’s start fighting seriously.
Of course, Samimi wasn’t having a craving to draw her blade. Instead, she opened her canvas bag and pulled out the Sun Gold Sutra.
To be honest, the Sun Gold Sutra was a bit heavy, so she injected Magic into it and let it fly on its own.
“[O Sun! Grant me strength!]”
Samimi recited that goosebump-inducing incantation, linking the Sun Gold Sutra with the Twin Goddesses, a Fusion use of a legendary Divine Artifact and a system Miracle.
“This is the power I used to defeat the Female Vampire Queen. Thousands of flesh-and-blood monsters died under my Solar Thorns!”
All the magic thorns were now Enchanted with the Sunfire. Every whip carried flames, lashing the Nameless Archbishop even more violently.
In an instant, the power of the Magic Domain doubled.
Samimi only needed to stand in a safe position and watch the show; she didn’t even need to lift a finger herself.
The enemy would naturally be submerged by the forest of thorns blazing with Sunfire, and even a technological freak was no exception.
Last time, when she fought the Royal City army and had to break through their lines, she kept moving out of the Magic Domain’s range, which resulted in wasting too much Magic.
But now that they were in a duel, to be honest, it was theoretically impossible for an average warrior to defeat a Mage who had awakened a Magic Domain in a 1v1 fight.
Unless this warrior had some miracle that transcended common sense, like the Pope’s Left Hand’s [God’s Left Hand] or something similar.
At this very moment, as everyone once again witnessed this invincible scene, the expressions of several important spectators changed.
After all, there were still many spectators present who were seeing the combined Magic Domain of Samimi’s Twin Goddess Statue and the Sun Gold Sutra for the first time.
“Wow, my daughter is so amazing.”
First was the Earl’s Lady, who was choking back tears.
This was her first time seeing her daughter fighting with her full strength.
Even though the mother didn’t understand what her daughter was doing, it must be very impressive—everyone was in awe, and that was enough.
“Brother, it hasn’t been long since we last saw this little girl, but her strength has already become incomprehensible. When will Shia ever have this kind of strength?”
The Knight King, Shia, was sighing with emotion from the side. Seeing someone else’s child being so powerful immediately made him think of his own silly son.