Chapter 743 - 513: Calamity Descends, Annihilating the Werewolf Legion

Chapter 743: Chapter 513: Calamity Descends, Annihilating the Werewolf Legion

A tangle of complex emotions was written on every face.

For a moment, an eerie silence fell over the entire scene.

"Count Alan, Count of Fury."

Raylo was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

"R-Raylo... Your Highness!"

Count Alan jolted and hurried forward, stopping five paces from Raylo to perform the most solemn Knight’s salute.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

His voice was filled with a reverence that came from the bottom of his heart.

"Greetings, Your Highness!"

The Count of Fury followed suit, bowing his head so low he didn’t even dare to meet Raylo’s eyes.

Behind them, the Knights fell to their knees with a great CLATTER.

Raylo’s gaze swept calmly over the crowd.

An invisible, immense Spiritual Power radiated from him, spreading silently across the entire camp like flowing mercury.

Every corner of the camp, every soldier’s breath, every single heartbeat, became crystal clear within his perception.

Soon, Raylo’s brow twitched slightly.

It happened just as his Spiritual Power swept over the area in the rear of the camp belonging to the Count of Fury’s tents.

A fluctuation of energy, filled with holiness and Light, had been masterfully suppressed and hidden, but it still couldn’t escape his senses.

That aura was hidden within the Count of Fury’s most magnificent tent.

Its intensity had shockingly reached... the Domain Level!

’The Light Holy See!’

Raylo’s eyes instantly turned ice-cold.

He never would have imagined that here, in a border encampment of the Thunder Dragon Duchy, a Domain Level Powerhouse from the Light Holy See would be hiding!

And what’s more, hiding in the tent of a Duchy Count!

The implications behind this were self-evident.

’Colluding with a foreign enemy!’

Killing intent surged in Raylo’s heart.

At a time like this, with internal strife and external threats, when the entire world faced a grave danger, this kind of internal betrayal was more disgusting and infuriating than any powerful external enemy!

His gaze slowly fell upon the Count of Fury, who was still kneeling on the ground.

The Count of Fury seemed to sense something. His prostrated body trembled violently, and he buried his head even lower.

"Count of Fury."

Raylo’s voice betrayed no emotion.

"It seems you have something you’re hiding from me?"

The Count of Fury’s body began to tremble violently, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

"Your... Your Highness... I... I don’t understand what you mean..."

His voice stuttered with fear.

"Don’t understand?"

Raylo sneered.

He couldn’t be bothered to waste another breath on someone like this.

Without even glancing at the Count of Fury again, he issued a command to Lightning beside him.

"Lightning."

"Tear down that tent."

"ROAR!"

Lightning let out a low growl.

A violent bolt of electricity flashed in its enormous draconic eyes.

The next second.

BOOM!

A terrifying Thunderbolt, flashing with a blinding white light, appeared out of thin air in the rear of the camp as if teleporting, right before everyone’s horrified eyes!

The Thunderbolt struck the Count of Fury’s tent with perfect precision!

The speed of the Thunderbolt was so fast it surpassed the limits of human vision.

Everyone present, including the two Counts, only saw a flash of white light, followed by a terrifying explosion from the rear of the camp loud enough to rupture eardrums!

KRA-KOOM!

The berserk Thunderbolt Power erupted in an instant!

Before this terrifying Thunderbolt, the magnificent tent—stitched from the finest Magical Beasts Hide and reinforced with several Defense Magics—was like something made of paper. It couldn’t withstand it for even a single moment before being utterly torn apart and obliterated!

In the rear of the camp, a huge clearing over fifty meters in diameter was instantly blasted open.

It left behind a charred black crater several meters deep, its edges vitrified into a glass-like state. Wisps of electricity still danced and flickered around the rim, making a ZZZT-ZZZT sound.

This sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.

No one had expected Prince Raylo to launch such a terrifying attack on his own men’s camp without any warning!

Count Alan shot his head up, his face a mask of disbelief.

He opened his mouth as if to ask a question, but he forced the words back down.

He believed that Prince Raylo must have had his reasons for doing this.

Meanwhile, the Count of Fury, kneeling to the side, was now pale as a ghost.

He was finished.

He knew he was utterly finished.

Just as everyone was reeling in shock and confusion, in the center of the ruins leveled by the Thunderbolt, directly above the charred crater,

VWOOM!

A brilliant ball of golden light suddenly erupted!

Within the light, a figure in a white cloak, their face obscured, slowly emerged.

His body was enveloped in a translucent Energy Shield made of Light Energy.

The Golden Light Shield radiated a sacred and powerful aura.

It was this shield that had allowed him to remain unscathed by the terrifying Thunderbolt, an attack powerful enough to grievously injure even a Domain Level Powerhouse.

"The Light Holy See!"

Count Alan cried out in shock, his eyes instantly widening into circles!

As a veteran Count, how could he not recognize this signature Light Energy!

He never dreamed that a powerhouse from the Light Holy See would be hiding in his own military camp!

Furthermore, judging by the immense energy fluctuations emanating from him, his strength was definitely... Domain Level!

"A Divine Mage..."

Raylo’s eyes were cold as he watched the figure bathed in golden light.

Divine Mages were a group within the Light Holy See similar to Mages.

They were not skilled in close combat, but by chanting prayers, they could communicate with the Divine Kingdom and borrow the power of a Divine Spirit to cast powerful "Divine Techniques"!

"You... forced me to reveal myself."

The Divine Mage, shrouded in golden light, slowly raised his head.

From beneath the shadow of his cloak, a pair of eyes shimmering with golden light pierced through the distance, locking tightly onto Raylo.

His voice was frigid, as if he were a lofty god passing judgment upon a Mortal.

"Those who blaspheme against divine might shall be purified by the Holy Light!"

"Blasphemer! Your soul shall repent with endless Wailing in the Holy Flame!"

The instant his voice fell, he abruptly raised his right hand!

"God has spoken: Light shall judge all living beings!"

VWOOM!

The ball of golden light in his palm suddenly erupted with ten times more light and heat than before!

A golden Light Spear, over ten meters long and composed entirely of high-density Light Energy, rapidly took form in his hand!

Golden Flames burned upon the Light Spear, emitting a terrifying heat capable of purifying all things. The surrounding air warped and boiled under the intense temperature!

"Die!"

The Divine Mage let out a cold shout.

He waved his arm!

WHOOSH!

The golden Light Spear instantly transformed into a streak of light that seemed to connect heaven and earth. It tore through the air with a piercing shriek, shooting toward Raylo faster than the speed of sound!

Wherever the Light Spear passed, the air itself seemed to ignite, leaving behind a scorching trail of golden Flame!

Lightning let out an enraged roar!

"ROAR!"

’A provocation!’

’How dare someone make the first move in front of its master!’

’This was a grave provocation to it as a Giant Dragon!’

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Lightning didn’t even bother with the golden Light Spear that was already upon it.

It threw open its massive draconic maw, and dozens of Thunderbolts—thicker and more violent than before—gushed out like a bursting dam! ℯℯ𝘭.

These Thunderbolts traced bizarre arcs through the air with even more cunning and speed, forming a massive net of lightning. This net bypassed the Light Spear entirely and descended upon the Divine Mage in the distance, who was momentarily stunned after casting his Divine Technique!