The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

The undead demon's figure gradually disintegrated under this sword strike, eventually vanishing into nothingness.

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Chapter 582 Prayer Spell Showdown

Is this what death feels like?

Karnos's consciousness was gradually fading, and every inch of his flesh was silently dissolving.

Even though he had never been forced into the Demon Blood Soul state before, he actually encountered it, yet he didn't even have the chance to use the Demon Blood Soul to wait for rebirth.

Despite watching his body disintegrate, Karnos's thoughts remained remarkably clear.

It initially thought someone was impersonating Arios, but upon closer inspection, it seemed more like Arios was impersonating the hero.

Even so, you will not succeed in your goal.

A sinister smile appeared on Karnos's face, a smile that probably only Vena, who was standing very close, could notice.

The giant sword array formed by the thirty-six flying swords, carrying unparalleled pressure, completely annihilated Karnos.

It deeply shocked everyone.

Berlant, who had narrowly escaped death, stared blankly at Vena floating in the sky, his lips trembling slightly, and murmured, "Is it really the Hero?"

Although he had never seen Arios make a move, who else but the legendary hero could kill an undead demon with such astonishing swordsmanship?

“Those swords…” Felix frowned, his gaze fixed on the flying swords suspended in the air with a complex expression.

He had seen the Seven Star Sword and those flying swords before, but now they seemed to have changed, emitting a faint yet familiar aura, somewhat similar to the aura of the Holy Sword.

This is precisely the result of being influenced by one's surroundings.

These flying swords, nurtured alongside Escudo during this time, have already absorbed some of the Holy Sword's demon-dispelling power.

With the addition of the power bestowed upon them by Arios before his departure, they gained the ability to instantly kill the Undying Demon.

Flying swords circled around Vina, shimmering with a faint golden light, as if proclaiming her extraordinary identity.

Wiener coldly surveyed the crowd below, his icy voice piercing the silence: "Is there anyone else with doubts?"

His question echoed throughout the entire viewing platform, but no one dared to answer.

No one had yet recovered from the shock of that attack.

The Heavenly Gang Sword Formation that could not instantly kill the demon, and the destructive power condensed from the thirty-six flying swords, all indicated that the "Arios" before them was no ordinary person who could impersonate him.

Even Kifka, who had previously vehemently accused Viner of being an imposter, was now speechless, avoiding Viner's gaze.

Viner snorted coldly and waved his hand to dispel the Heavenly Gang Sword Formation, which had consumed a great deal of energy.

Without the slightest pause, he transformed into a dazzling sword light and instantly rushed in front of Tissa.

Upon seeing this, the court sorcerers guarding Tilisa hurriedly removed the restraints from her, even though they had not received any orders.

But Wiener was clearly unwilling to wait even that little bit of time.

He raised his hand and waved it, unleashing a sharp sword aura that completely destroyed the shackles on Tilisa's body.

As the silver crown on her head was crushed to dust, Tissa's previously empty eyes gradually cleared.

As her senses gradually returned and her consciousness regained control of her body, she immediately saw Venus standing in front of her.

Yes, Venere.

No matter how your appearance changes, your eyes don't lie.

Even without knowing the cause and effect, Tilisa could tell at a glance that this "Arios" was Venus in disguise.

"I never expected it would be you who came to save me," Tilisa said softly, her tone tinged with complex emotions.

She thought she was doomed, but unexpectedly she regained her freedom under such circumstances.

"We'll talk about these things later."

Wiener shook his head slightly, signaling her to calm down.

Werner has no intention of letting any of those who harm those around him get away with it.

He turned his gaze to Jiuta and asked in a cold voice, "What else do you have to say?"

Whether someone is a hero or not is irrelevant; the key is whether the world recognizes that person as a hero.

Wiener is pressuring Juta to fulfill his promise.

"If I'm not mistaken, what you just used was the Holy Sword, wasn't it?"

Jiuta's words shocked everyone present once again.

Heroes are common, but holy swords are rare. Those who are favored by the holy sword are even rarer than heroes who shoulder great responsibilities.

Most people's attention shifted from Vina to the Seven Star Sword.

The real holy sword is still between Vena's fingers, but he doesn't intend to explain this too clearly.

"So what if it is?" Wiener replied coldly.

"I understand." Jiuta slowly closed her eyes, finally making her decision.

Just then, a dazzling white light suddenly shone from Tilissa's back, and the intense burning pain made her scream in pain.

"Tilisa!" Vena hurriedly turned around to check the situation, but the moment he touched her, he was also enveloped by that beam of light.

His expression changed drastically as he immediately realized that this was a scheme secretly planted by Jiuta.

"You bastard!" Enraged, Viner unleashed a sharp sword strike at Juta without hesitation.

Then he and Tilissa disappeared from everyone's sight.

Jessica, who wanted to step forward to help, was a fraction too late. She gritted her teeth and glared at Juta: "Eternal Exile?"

"In this way, the two biggest threats have been temporarily eliminated."

Jiuta spoke calmly, as if everything was within his plan, and in a few instants he stepped onto the high altar originally prepared for the wishing spell.

He had been prepared from the beginning, and he had a backup plan regardless of whether Rhea was willing to use the wish spell.

If Rhea chooses to overturn the table and forcibly save people, this altar, specially set up for the wish spell, will be her trump card to counter it.

A cold glint flashed in Jessica's eyes, and she suddenly appeared behind Jiuta, thrusting out her sword.

She no longer cared about the consequences of attacking Jiuta.

Lisette and Felix's attack followed.

The three attacked with perfect coordination, their attacks intertwining to form a net that completely blocked all of Jiuta's escape routes.

But just as their offensive was about to reach Jiuta, it suddenly stopped, as if blocked by an invisible barrier, making it difficult to advance even an inch further.

"You think you can stop my wish spell?" Jiuta's voice was icy, carrying an absolute confidence.

He completely disregarded Jessica and her companions, slowly raising his hands and beginning to chant an ancient incantation.

The sound reverberated through the air like a great bell, each syllable containing a suffocating power.

Using prayer as a form of divination is the most extravagant of uses.

Its true significance lies in wielding divine authority in human form.

During the activation of the Prayer spell, Juta is almost equivalent to a god.

An immense and unparalleled pressure emanated from him.

Whether it was the envoys from both countries or the elite of the Holy Knights, they were all suppressed by this force and could not raise their heads.

“You really have gone astray.” Leia sighed softly, looking at Juta with a complicated expression, and chanted the same incantation.

Although her voice was not as powerful as Jiuta's, it was filled with determination and compassion. Every syllable flowed like a clear spring, easing the pressure on everyone.

This was an unprecedented scene, with two top spellcasters battling it out with a wish spell.

Chapter 583 One Wave After Another

Ultimately, Jiuta, who had the advantage of the altar, was able to cast the spell even faster.

Several teleportation portals suddenly opened and appeared around the viewing platform, from which various otherworldly creatures swarmed out.

At the same time, the ground cracked open, and countless corpses burst forth from the earth. The disturbed undead launched a fierce attack on the living.

The elite paladins, who had just regained their mobility, instantly engaged them in battle.

The next moment, a huge meteorite suddenly appeared above the capital of the Aster Empire on the other side of the continent.

This meteorite, which blots out the sky, is covered with cracks on its surface and faintly emits a dark red light, giving off a suffocating sense of oppression.

If it were to fall like this, the entire capital would face annihilation.

The city's mage towers and magic cannons reacted swiftly, unleashing countless beams of magic and barrages of fire at the meteorite in an attempt to shatter it.

However, no matter how powerful the attack, it can only create a ripple when it hits a meteorite.

Despair spread rapidly, and everyone frantically tried to escape, filling the streets with panicked crowds.

Many people died from being trampled before the meteorite even fell.

At this critical moment, a verdant barrier suddenly rose from above the capital, protecting the entire city like a dome.

The meteorite crashed down with a deafening roar.

Although the barrier barely managed to stop the meteorite impact, it was shaky and seemed likely to collapse at any moment.

Meanwhile, at the southern tip of the empire, a tsunami tens of meters high was sweeping in with devastating force.

The sea surged and roared like an angry dragon, swallowing up all the land it reached.

Just as the tsunami was about to engulf the coastal villages, the ground suddenly rose up, and a 30-meter-high earthen wall bought precious time for the surrounding area.

All of this was a chain reaction triggered by Jiuta's wishing spell.

He used the altar as a medium to continuously project his power to the other side of the continent.

Rhea followed closely behind, continuously casting prayer spells to remedy the situation.

Without the altar as a medium, Juta would not have been able to project his spells to such a great distance, and if it weren't for the gift from the demon within him, he would not have been able to sustain it for so long.

If he overdraws his resources like this, the moment the prayer spell ends will be the moment he dies.

Leia was also suffering.

Even though she was more skilled, she could only rely on her own strength to contend with Juta.

Protecting is more difficult than destroying, and after only a short while, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Seeing this, Lisette did not hesitate to slam Tyrhuns' Staff into the ground.

A dazzling light burst forth from the staff, forming a complex amplification array beneath Leia's feet.

This magic circle slightly narrowed the gap in terms of medium for Leia, making her aura a little more stable.

But how could a seventh-tier emblem wielder easily participate in a duel between ninth-tier spellcasters?

Lisette immediately felt the pressure increase dramatically, and her magic was rapidly drained from her body, almost causing her to collapse.

Just as she was about to collapse, a stream of pure magic energy flowed into her from behind, easing her burden.

Lisette turned around and saw Jessica standing behind her, one hand on her shoulder, continuously channeling magic into her.

"Take care of this person first, then find Wiener and the teacher."

Jessica's voice reached my ears.

Lisette nodded and refocused.

After several thwarted operations, Jiuta's face grew increasingly grim, and a hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

He was reluctant to go this far, but how else could he make the empire pay the price?

A violent earthquake suddenly struck the main campus of St. Freya Academy, tearing open a deep, bottomless crack in the ground.

The cracks continued to widen, heading straight for the underground city.

The once-secure seal finally began to loosen, and dense demonic energy overflowed from the cracks, making the air thick and sticky.