Below the Sky rank, there is no meaningful role to play in the battle against legendary beings, they are merely sent to their deaths.

 

Due to the coverage of the [Fear] law, they might even cause chaos, so Lilya dispatched most of the individuals under her command.

 

To be honest, despite being affected by the law and experiencing fear, Lilya herself did not believe that this battle would fail. While there might be significant differences among legendary beings, Crimson Flame and Prakaka were both renowned strong figures. With the support of Lilya and over a dozen Sky-ranked experts, defeating this resentful spirit should not be difficult.

 

What the princess was worried about was the possibility of the opponent surpassing that level.

 

In the rush just now, Lilya had also glanced through the files here and gained some understanding of the “Fused Resentful Spirit Mass Production Plan.”

 

Resentful spirits rely on plundering the souls of others as nourishment for their growth. Those children were undoubtedly absorbed and perished by it. However, after such a long time, why is the power of this entity still continuously growing?

 

What is providing it with an endless supply of nourishment?

 

“Sister Flora, I’m counting on you.”

 

Crimson Flame did not speak but nodded. She slowly pulled back the short bow in her hand, pointing it at the ceiling of the experimental area. Surging on the arrow was colorless flames.

 

This was a new technique that Crimson Flame comprehended after grasping the fourth form of the Red Lotus – Flowing Light, a power belonging to the divine realm.

 

In essence, laws are powers controlled by the entity known as [God], possessing absolute strength and effectiveness. Simulated laws are nothing more than crude imitations by mortal beings of the powers of gods. Therefore, Crimson Flame, who treaded the path into the divine realm, could now simulate the power of laws.

 

“The Flame of Nothingness!”

 

Seemingly with some difficulty, she shouted those four words. The red-haired archer’s bowstring trembled lightly, and the metal arrow, enveloped in colorless flames, went through the air. In an instant, it transformed into an invisible and intangible arrow.

 

Silent and breathless, it soared upward, piercing into some equally invisible entity, disappearing without a trace.

 

After shooting the arrow, Crimson Flame’s face visibly paled. Transforming the mundane into a spiritual arrow, ignoring any physical barriers, this variation of the [Crimson Flame] technique consumed even more energy for her than [Flowing Light].

 

If Violet were present, she would probably immediately understand that Crimson Flame had just depleted her so-called “SP.”

 

If one were to give a name to this simulated law, it should be the Law of [Nothingness].

 

However, Crimson Flame’s attack undoubtedly had an effect.

 

The once inconspicuous, leisurely absorbing and plundering invisible resentful spirit, seemingly boundless and infinite, suddenly twisted and rolled, emitting a piercing scream!

 

It finally manifested traces in the physical world. Countless black streams converged from all directions, covering the entire sky above the experimental area like rolling black clouds. Magic lamps extinguished, and the atmosphere plunged into a depressing darkness.

 

The “cloud” surged, gradually forming a vaguely male face composed entirely of black streams. It looked down on the people present, uttering hoarse and crazed roars.

 

Just by listening to the voice, one could feel his extreme resentment and unwillingness.

 

“Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!! You all must die, ahhh!!!”

 

“How dare you destroy my experiment, my experiment! It was about to succeed! Damn woman! I’m going to kill all of you!!!”

 

“Leopold?! How did he turn into a resentful spirit?”

 

Lilya furrowed her brow, and next to her, Prakaka suddenly exclaimed in disbelief, as if recognizing the owner of the face.

 

“Leopold?”

 

The name was still fresh in the princess’s memory. After all, from Prakaka’s previous descriptions, Leopold was quite a troublesome character to deal with.

 

“Yes, Your Highness! I wouldn’t forget this ugly face even if it turned to ashes!”

 

After recognizing the true identity of the resentful spirit, Prakaka seemed less afraid, and his tone became more curious.

 

“It’s strange, Your Highness. Living dead shouldn’t be able to become resentful spirits. From the moment of transformation, they should be permanently fixed. Except for that person’s extraordinary methods, I can’t think of anyone else who could… ”

 

“We’ve already said he’s a mad researcher. It’s not surprising at all… Wind Blades!”

 

As soon as the words fell, the princess swiftly waved her long sword, and invisible blades formed by five or six streams of Qi simultaneously attacked the airborne face!

 

However, the frenzied and irrational Leopold’s resentful spirit showed no intention of resisting. Amidst manic laughter, the wind blades penetrated through the black streams, collided with the ceiling above, leaving deep marks, but had no impact on the resentful spirit.

 

“Tsk, it won’t work. I can see it, but still can’t attack? Flora, can you continue using your technique?”

 

Crimson Flame picked up another arrow, nodded, and then shook her head slightly.

 

“I can, but I’ve only recently comprehended this technique, and it consumes a lot. I can only use it three times at most before completely exhausting my strength. So, unless it’s a last resort, it’s better to avoid using it.”

 

“Oh, okay. Then how… Wow!”

 

Without giving them a chance to continue their leisurely conversation, seemingly angered by the princess’s probing just now, the massive resentful spirit fusion led by Leopold had already split into millions of black arrows. Furiously roaring, they shot down towards the crowd below!

 

Lilya immediately dodged one arrow, then swung her long sword to deflect several more arrows made of condensed black streams.

 

It was strange. Clearly, there was no collision volume when they were attacked, but once the black streams turned into arrows, they could cause solid damage, which was quite unexpected.

 

However, everyone who remained here was no weakling. They immediately used their respective skills, either dodging or deflecting, or erecting defensive barriers to withstand the torrent of arrows released by the resentful spirit.

 

“Hahaha!!! Die, die, die, die, die!!!!”

 

Initially thought to be just a burst attack, the resentful spirit showed no signs of stopping. It continued to produce new arrow storms, pouring down like rain, becoming increasingly dense and powerful. Each successive wave added to the burden, making it more difficult for those on the receiving end.

 

Feeling the increasingly strenuous effort to fend off the black arrows, Lilya’s heart sank.

 

Being passively bombarded was not a solution.

 

These arrows, divided by the resentful spirit, had no cost at all. As long as they landed or were blocked, they immediately dissipated back into black mist, returning to the fusion body, but they continuously drained the stamina of the group.

 

Moreover, within the black arrows, there seemed to be a hint of the [Fear] simulated law wielded by the resentful spirit.

 

Every time the arrow touched, a strange force entered Lilya’s body along the sword, intensifying the chilling fear on her back. Even though the string of bracelets on her wrist emitted a warm and gentle fluctuation, Lilya began to struggle.

 

The situation of the others should be similar.

 

Following Lilya’s attempts, various attacks were tried by everyone, such as throwing weapons, fireballs, lightning, and even ordinary arrows shot by Crimson Flame, but none of them could inflict the slightest damage on the resentful spirit. All of them smashed into the ceiling higher above.

 

Although after Crimson Flame’s arrow, the resentful spirit could no longer continue to grow stronger by absorbing souls, at this point, it probably had already reached the pinnacle of legendary power.

 

Just as the princess was in distress, a golden light suddenly rose to the sky like a dazzling star, breaking through the layers of arrow rain and piercing straight into the central part of Leopold’s resentful spirit’s massive face. The intense brilliance erupted, dissolving at least a meter in diameter of black mist around it before penetrating the ceiling, gradually dissipating.

 

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!! Damn it!! Damn holy light!!! I’ll kill you all!!!”

 

The wounded resentful spirit suddenly erupted in extreme anger and painful roars. The previously impenetrable arrow rain weakened slightly due to its injuries.

 

At this moment, Lilya finally saw the true nature of the golden light.

 

It was a sword.

 

A sword thrown by someone.

 

The Holy Knight Edwina held a shield in her left hand and maintained the posture of throwing an item with her head tilted back. Her right hand, which should have been holding the sword, was empty.

 

Seeing everyone’s surprised glances, the knight lady scratched her head embarrassedly and chuckled.

 

“Hehe, I didn’t expect the Holy Radiance Slash to be thrown out like a flying sword. It was just a spontaneous idea of mine…”