“I’ve told you not to add ‘little’ in front of my name… What’s wrong with you? I’ve already told you, I came specifically to find the deity. How can it be done without some skills? It just you too ignorant as a person.”

“Oh, this…”

The priestess chatted with Tila with a relaxed face, showing no signs of nervousness or pressure that she would soon face a divine being.

In fact, she was confident.

Just now, Seth clearly copied Estini’s Star Spear for counterattack, and Violet, who defended with Light’s Blessing, blocked all attacks unscathed when both sides used 6th-tier magic. What does this mean?

It means that Seth’s attack power did not exceed the priestess’s defense power, or simply put, her main attributes were lower than Violet’s, and her level was most likely the same.

Realizing this, Miss Violet felt relieved.

“But Tila, uh, Estila, I didn’t expect you to be the Feathered Emperor’s sister. No wonder… Wow!”

As another gray spear was blocked, the black-haired girl was startled and looked up to see the divine lady squinting, angry symbols appearing on her smooth forehead.

“I mean… Are you two chatting in front of me a bit too disrespectful to the gods? Right, Violet? You don’t think she’s really afraid of you, do you?”

Finally, Seth took a last glance at the emerald jewel shimmering in her hand, took a deep breath, and pressed the fragment of divinity directly into her body!

“Boom!!!”

A surging column of light shot straight into the sky. Countless vine-like tendrils extended from behind the goddess, like spirit snakes, or the lush roots of a great tree, winding layer upon layer toward every corner of the temple.

They pierced through the ground, penetrated walls and domes, like jackals smelling blood, pouncing on everyone present!

“Everyone, come over here and defend together!”

Estini acted decisively and shouted loudly, swinging her spear to cut several tendrils that were entwining towards her and her sister. However, the gray vines, filled with the aura of [Withering], were completely unaffected. They instantly regrew new bodies, even splitting into two, simultaneously attacking the Feathered Emperor.

Kunnir was quick-witted. Seeing the danger, he immediately rushed towards Violet, who displayed the strongest power and sense of security. However, the other priests were obviously slower. If it weren’t for the priestess disdainfully clicking her tongue and casually adding shields to them, they would have already been trapped by those murderous plants, turning into bones.

After temporarily protecting Estini and the others with Light’s Blessing, Violet didn’t stay with them. Instead, she took the initiative to step forward, facing the increasingly raging divine aura alongside the little dragon girl.

Floating in the air, her long hair fluttering, emanating a terrifying aura, the divine being made the world itself restless and uneasy because of its presence, much like the night she felt in the [Feathered Garden], almost identical but clearer now.

The divine being clenched its fist, infinite vitality withering at its fingertips, cycling endlessly, as it smirked contemptuously.

“Well, do you still have the confidence to confront me now, Miss Violet? You may not know yet, but the Goddess of Earth, in ancient times, was…”

“I know, I know, one of the three main gods of order. No need to give me the lecture, I don’t care anyway.”

With no respect or humility, the priestess interrupted the goddess’s self-praise. The enemy’s strength did not make her feel the slightest fear. Instead, she was filled with excitement and curiosity.

The current Seth was undoubtedly the most formidable opponent Violet had encountered since she came to this world. Even though Seth had not yet returned to her true peak, in the priestess’s perception, she was at least at level 90 or higher, perhaps even higher.

Such an existence had completely earned the right to battle her.

“Heh, short stature, but big talk. Let’s first pass through this test of my servants. Where is Rosa?”

Having flown back from the collapsed wall, the half-dragon emanating a faint gray aura appeared beneath the goddess’s feet and respectfully prostrated herself.

“My lord, your servant is here.”

Perhaps because she was a female half-dragon, although she looked quite ferocious, Rosa’s voice was not as harsh as one might expect. Though somewhat deep, overall, it was quite pleasant and melodious.

It seemed she had not been deprived of consciousness like Hilda, turned into a mindless puppet controlled by Seth, but was more like a voluntary follower akin to a divine envoy or servant.

“Although you didn’t manage to complete the task and destroy that thing, it still held back the Feathered Emperor, saving us a lot of trouble during this long time… No merit without toil. So, let’s take this opportunity to fulfill our agreement, granting you even greater power.”

“Yes! Thank you, my lord!!”

It was evident that Rosa was very excited, her dark gray scales trembling nervously. Beastmen revered strength, and this was particularly apparent in their royal lineage of half-dragon individuals. Perhaps the reason this individual cooperated with Seth was simply to become stronger, for such a simple and straightforward reason.

“The Seed of Withering, you already know the price of this power. If you have no fear, then swallow it, let me see your determination, prove that you deserve to be my new attendant.”

“Yes! Yes!!!”

With excitement and apprehension, Rosa took the seed, almost identical to the one Seth had once produced, except for its color and aura. However, the immense power contained within this thing far surpassed the former, and it was even more mottled.

Without hesitation, the half-dragon individual swallowed it in one gulp!

“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!”

Visible changes immediately appeared on the beastman, who thirsted for power.

Its already burly physique swelled violently like a balloon being inflated, originally just over two meters tall, it was considered average among beastmen, but now it surged to over five meters in the blink of an eye!

Countless gray vines swarmed out from its body, writhing like living creatures, resembling agile venomous snakes. Its claws began to thicken and lengthen, becoming even sharper, while the scales on its body gradually shifted from black to gray, completely departing from the familiar form of a half-dragon person recognized by Violet.

“Hahahahaha!!! Power! I can feel it, endless power surging!! Thank you, my omnipotent master!!”

Covered in writhing vines, with its claws gleaming coldly like razors, the gray monster advanced step by step, excitement and bloodlust gleaming in its gray eyes.

“As your loyal follower, let me celebrate this great evolution with the blood of our enemies!”

“Tsk tsk~”

This was truly remarkable. It had jumped from legendary level to the level of an 80, surpassing even the angel Hilda and certainly not weaker than the previous Estila.

This couldn’t be achieved by simply pouring some divine power. There was a high probability that the power of [Withering] contained in that gray seed was something Seth had forcibly gathered using some special method.

Massacre… huh.

But, honestly, she and the little dragon girl didn’t need to intervene at this level.

“Oh, by the way, I just thought of a really good candidate~”