Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level?

Vol 4. Chapter 183: Flower of No Darkness
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“Compound Barrier: Holy Shield Wall!”

With a wave of her staff, the priestess conjured layers upon layers of golden shields before her, transforming the surrounding light into a formidable barrier.

These shields collided with the colossal sword that seemed slow and heavy, but was in fact swift and fierce. The clash erupted into a dazzling display of interwoven gold and black lights!

The outcome was immediate and decisive. The radiant composite Holy Shield remained unmoved, while the pitch-black sword shattered into countless dark fragments that ascended into the sky.

These fragments returned to the enchantment that enveloped the arena. Despite gaining the upper hand, Violet did not relax. Instead, she furrowed her brows slightly.

In the next instant, without turning her head, the golden spirit behind her swiftly raised its spear and hurled it into the air!

“Whoosh!”

The holy spear, trailing a brilliant tail flame, shattered the dark arrow that had been aimed at the priestess from her blind spot. It continued its trajectory, piercing through one of the light beams from the outside and rapidly disappearing into the distance beyond the arena.

“Interesting.”

Undoubtedly, under the protection of this so-called Twelve Palace Guardian Formation, their combined efforts could unleash incredible power. The previous sword strike and the subsequent ambush both exhibited true divine-level might.

Although their direct destructive power might not surpass that of the God of Blazing Heat and Explosions outside, they were notably more cunning and agile. Violet felt as though she was being besieged by twelve divine beings simultaneously.

It was like... it was like...

Yes! The 【Reaper’s Scythe】!

This situation was very similar to those adventurers. Individually, they weren’t particularly powerful, but through some special means of connection, they collectively ascended a level, gaining unique abilities such as joint attacks.

“Twelve Palace: Giant Axe of Valor!”

Her thoughts fleeting, the priestess had no time to ponder further. Just as the embodiment of light hurled the holy spear and before she could turn her head, a rough voice distinct from the previous black-armored warrior rang out.

Five or six pitch-black battle axes descended from the sky like colossal guillotines, bypassing the still-active 【Compound Barrier: Holy Shield Wall】 and simultaneously slashing at Violet from the sides and rear!

“Twelve Palace: Thousand Crossbow Arrows!”

A deluge of pitch-black arrows rained down, colliding head-on with the golden holy shield in front of the girl, producing a thunderous roar. Though they couldn’t break the shield’s rock-solid defense, their intent was clear: to distract Violet and split her attention from the attacks coming from behind.

From the initial seemingly fierce but actually probing sword strike, to the subsequent attacks that quickly deduced the connection between the embodiment of light and Violet, it was evident that these guardians possessed rich combat experience and seamless coordination.

Undoubtedly, in the mythological era, they were the reliable subordinates of the demon gods, which explained why they were entrusted to guard His last remaining treasures.

What a pity.

The girl closed her eyes.

【Purification must come to the darkness.】

Thus, the purest flowers of light descended from the sky.

Petals drifted down.

Apart from the light and its master, all else lost their menacing claws under the rain of light flowers. The sharp, heavy battle axes halted, enveloped and assimilated by the sea of flowers. The torrential arrow rain transformed into golden petals, falling to the ground.

The formation that veiled the sky and earth emitted groans under the unbearable strain, and the twelve beams of light flickered, seemingly struggling against the overwhelming pressure from the outside.

The girl strolled through the golden sea of flowers, with the rain of petals from the sky dancing playfully around her like lively spirits.

Her pure white wings naturally extended from her back as infinite light radiated outward, transforming everything not inherently part of the light into part of its glow.

This was a tenth-tier holy magic—【Flower of No Darkness】.

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“It’s a pity that when it comes to pure strength, I still have the upper hand. Even with both of us using tenth-tier forbidden spells, the power can still vary depending on the individual, right?”

Smiling gently, she waved her hand as if brushing away a light breeze. The petals of light from the sky responded playfully. At that moment, the enormous formation covering the arena finally reached its limit and shattered with a resounding crash!

“Boom!!!”

The twelve beams of light exploded simultaneously, and the figures within them fell to the ground, their armor clattering as it hit the surface. This time, they did not reform into intangible shapes but lay on the ground, trembling, desperately trying to stand but unable to muster any strength.

This was expected, as the tenth-tier magic 【Flower of No Darkness】—a skill Violet had obtained after soloing a thousand dark elemental lords—was designed to suppress and weaken all foreign elements within a certain range.

This included magic, barriers, and most other forms of skills. The greater the difference in levels and attributes between the caster and the target, the more pronounced the effect.

This semi-domain skill had strong suppressive power. Although it also weakened allies, making it somewhat impractical in certain situations, its power was unrivaled in one-on-one duels or when facing multiple opponents alone. In such scenarios, the 【Flower of No Darkness】 could unleash its full potential.

Violet slowly approached the black-armored warrior, who, like his comrades, had fallen to the ground and was now using his greatsword to maintain a half-kneeling posture. Despite his efforts, he was in no better condition than the others. Smiling, she looked up at him, even though he was still much taller than her.

“Well? Does this count as passing the trial? I’m not very fond of violence, so I held back. Surely the standard for passing the trial isn’t that I have to eliminate all of you, right?”

“You... who are you?”

The warrior, whose face was entirely encased in armor, struggled to lift his head. His hollow eyes, visible through the gaps, revealed nothing. A strange light seemed to flicker from within as he looked at the girl in the pristine white robe standing before him.

“Oh? You’re asking my name now? Alright, alright. My name is Violet. Let’s skip the detailed introduction since it’s a hassle. By the way... I don’t sense the usual life force from you. You and your companions, you aren’t exactly alive, are you?”

It was quite evident.

After all, ordinary creatures, even mythological ones, don’t typically live for thousands of years without any changes.

Moreover, when this guy was slashed by the embodiment of light’s spear, his sudden dematerialization and reformation clearly indicated something beyond the physical realm.

“... I am the Guardian of the Demon God’s Twelve Palace—【Sword】.”

As if trying to explain, the black-armored warrior trembled as he finally removed the helmet from his head.

“Oh...”

The girl in the white robe let out a light exclamation of surprise that was both unexpected and anticipated.

Inside the black armor, there was nothing.

“You are... upper-dimensional spirits, aren’t you?”

She hadn’t expected that such ethereal, spiritual beings could manifest in this way. Indeed, they were a perfect choice for guarding a place like this.

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