Then Ze’en slashed at Truth’s illusion, but hit nothing.
“What?!”
Ze’en was shocked. Before he could retract his blade, a dark red claw emerged from his right side without warning.
With a thump, all the protective mechanisms on his gear were triggered. Blood splattered, and he was sent flying across the street from the church, unable to get up!
Actually, he could still get up, but Ze’en didn’t want to.
After all, what could he do? Get hit by the demon’s claw again?
A single basic attack had put all his defensive gear on cooldown and left half his body numb. One more hit and he’d really be reincarnated…
“Heh, who do you think you’re looking down on?”
Truth glanced disdainfully at Ze’en lying on the ground.
‘This worthless piece of trash, even worse than a simple bot, trying to use such a shoddy feint on me!’
Turning a single elemental arrow into nine to attack certainly had high returns—nine times the attack power—but the cost was obvious: slower firing speed.
So a ranger’s Clone skill was usually used against slower classes like knights. Anything else was pointless.
Truth instantly guessed that Ze’en only wanted to use that move to force her to reposition. In that case, she would play along.
And then there was the dear Ninth Saintess.
After Truth’s true form appeared before Kashan, Kashan felt that the walls, floor, and even the leaves on nearby trees were covered in eerie eyes.
Just looking at them caused intense discomfort and nausea. This was a skill from the demon’s true body and its force field—Pollution.
The passive skill “Pollution” could effectively slow down an enemy’s spellcasting speed.
It was very important for a close-combat Blood Demon like her.
But now Truth was using this skill just to prevent too many passersby from spying on her specific existence and actions…
Meanwhile, in a café two streets away from the cathedral, a dozen or so Demon Hunters, including Reg, and several bound Blasphemers were hiding there, constantly trying to scout the front door of the cathedral.
They had noticed and taken shelter the moment the sky showed anomalies.
And just as the experienced Weierda said, “A high-rank demon showing up is never good. Let the disgusting Goddess handle scouting the cathedral front unharmed for us.”
Under Weierda’s orders, a third-rank Blasphemer was forcibly pressed against the window of the café entrance.
His eyes fixed on the cathedral for a moment, then his body began to tremble violently, and finally he vomited with a waah.
“Hurry, ask him clearly what’s happening at the cathedral before he passes out!” Weierda shouted.
Reg kept slapping the third-rank Blasphemer’s face trying to keep him conscious.
“Tell me what you saw!”
“I saw… a flickering monster, throwing… throwing a priest…”
The third-rank Blasphemer fainted before finishing his sentence.
The gap in power with the source of the Polluting spell was too great; he couldn’t handle it after just a few glances.
“Looks like this one’s no good either. Get the next one up… choose him. He might last longer.” Weierda pointed at a fourth-rank Blasphemer.
The latter shook his head repeatedly, but he had no right to refuse.
“Friend, like I said just now, the Pollution is only temporarily uncomfortable. No matter what, you have to look. If you cooperate, I’ll treat you specially during the interrogation. I promise!”
Weierda did some simple mental conditioning on the fourth-rank Blasphemer, then jingled the silver knuckles at his waist.
After weighing the pros and cons, the latter finally agreed to cooperate.
So the Demon Hunters continued to scout the cathedral with no damage by enduring the Pollution.
After all, what did it matter if a Blasphemer got polluted? That’s nothing to do with us Demon Hunters.
Wiping the vomit off the café window, the fourth-rank Blasphemer’s gaze turned toward the cathedral…
At the cathedral’s main entrance, Kashan was picked up like a chick and thrown aside by Truth.
After rolling a few times, she staggered back to her feet.
“Holy Maiden, run!”
“Run… run…” Little Mist really wanted to flee, but unfortunately her legs wouldn’t obey.
Her mind was blank, and she had no way to counter Truth’s approaching claws.
“Holy Shield!”
Kashan, enduring the dizzying effects of the Pollution, pulled out a portable wand from her sleeve and cast a sixth-rank shield and various buffs on Little Mist. That was all she could do.
But unfortunately, her shield was easily pierced by Truth’s claw on first contact. Little Mist was slowly lifted up, unable to meet Truth’s sinister eyes.
‘This is it. My snake life is over…’
Boom! Boom! Boom! Just then, continuous spatial detonations sounded from the southwest of Deya City, growing louder and louder!
“Hmm?” Truth instinctively looked back.
A blazing white comet with a blue tail slammed straight into Truth’s true body, then pierced through several houses before crashing into the middle of the street with a thunderous impact!
Hum! Another strange sound, and the ninth-rank elementalist Omili teleported in front of Little Mist.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m here for everything.”
With that, Omili raised her hand and snapped her fingers.
With a click, the demon’s force field over Deya City instantly vanished, and the bright sunlight once again shone over the entire city.
Omili had teleported Truth’s force field directly into the Shadow Space, aiming to remove the fatal debuff that increased her casting time. Then a tough battle was coming!
As a ninth-rank elementalist of the Space system, as long as an opponent of the same rank didn’t deploy a force field, she had the absolute advantage.
Because space was everywhere, Omili had inherent advantages wherever she went. Very cheap.
Then Omili glared at the unscathed Blood Demon in the rubble. ‘This bastard actually dared to come after Truth while I was away!’
Fortunately, the commotion it caused was big enough that she could see the demon’s force field over Deya Plateau from Wangsheng City.
Otherwise, if Truth really got captured, everything would be over…
“Truth?”
Seeing Little Mist still trembling in a daze, Omili tentatively called out again.
‘This little one… seems scared out of her wits?’
Eh… Somehow, this Truth felt a bit different from the one in her memory. Missing that sense of calm mastery. And where was your invincible Herbalism? Use it!
Forget it, who cares? As long as Truth is cute, nothing else matters. I’m invincible, you all do as you please.
So Omili said to Kashan:
“That little priest, the Holy Maiden is scared stiff. Carry her into the cathedral and hide. Otherwise, you’ll probably get caught in the crossfire.”
“O-okay.” Kashan nodded quickly.
Then Omili turned to face the rubble, hands on her hips, and shouted:
“Good thing you opened a force field to bluff and I caught it in time. Otherwise, you might have actually succeeded this time. Heh, I’m really angry now, because you interrupted my herbalism research. So from now on, I’m going all out. Hope you can entertain me!”
To that, Truth just twitched her mouth. ‘Is it possible that I deliberately used the force field and even dragged out some time waiting for you to come?’
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