Chapter 432 - 295: Excited Fulina

On the 36th Floor of the Abyss, the young man upon the White Bone Throne raised his hand. The surrounding Demons fell so silent you could hear a pin drop. Even a dying Little Demon, accidentally crushed under the foot of a massive Magical Beast, clamped its mouth shut.

He tapped a single, pitch-black finger, and a tiny black hole appeared at its tip. It then expanded abruptly, and a beam of black light, seven or eight blades wide and seemingly capable of devouring light itself, shot explosively toward the Teleportation Gate.

The Demons watched Levi before the Teleportation Gate with savage grins, as if they were looking at a dead man.

Everyone saw it. In an age where the Gods of the Middle Ages Continent had vanished for thousands of years, to now witness a God take action with their own eyes—the mere sight of the attack was enough to make their very souls tremble.

Unconcealable panic flashed in everyone’s eyes.

With the exception of the Lord.

’Could my Holy Light withstand that attack?’ he wondered. Even now, he had yet to fight with his full strength.

Just then, two pairs of small, fair hands gripped his own tightly.

"The Teleportation Gate is almost stable! Levi, we have to go now!" Fatir’s voice was filled with a rare urgency.

"That Demon inside is the Demon Prince Miskar! Levi, according to my Dragon Inheritance, He once killed a full-grown Red Dragon! We have to run! I’ll take you back to High Cliff Castle, back to Dragon Island!"

If Fatir was merely anxious, then Sophia was utterly terrified. It was as if she were facing a world-breaking Titan capable of shattering the very pillars of heaven and earth.

Panicked, she was completely at a loss. "Only Dragon Island is safe now! Only Grandpa Babulin can deal with Him!"

Although this Silver Dragon was scared to death, she didn’t abandon Levi. Instead, she circled high in the sky, ready to swoop down and carry him away at the first sign of trouble.

"There’s no time!"

The Lord pushed the two young girls behind him and raised Digen’s Howl high with one hand.

"I hope you can take this."

A miniature Red Dragon swam within the Dragon Crystal embedded in the sword’s hilt. Hearing Levi’s words, its eyes widened like saucers. Though it couldn’t speak, its expression clearly screamed, ’What are you doing?!’

The next moment, Holy Light so dense it was almost tangible gushed forth from the Flaming Giant Sword.

AARGH~~

The miniature Red Dragon let out a pained cry, as if it, too, could feel pain.

The profound black light surged from the Teleportation Gate, but it met fierce resistance as if it had slammed into a mirror. The beam, once seven or eight blades wide, instantly shrank to a mere two blades wide and pressed forward again.

With a low roar, Levi swung Digen’s Howl upward. Endless Holy Light poured from the sword’s tip, piercing the air and crashing head-on into the encroaching darkness.

TZZZZZZ! With a piercing, corrosive sizzle, the black light was unexpectedly forced back into the Teleportation Gate.

But the moment it collided with the much larger beam of black light from within the Abyss, it was instantly driven back out.

"Go to hell!" the Lord roared.

The Holy Light abruptly intensified seven or eightfold, locking it in a stalemate with the black light from the Abyss. Just then, the Armor he wore, once belonging to a Holy Knight, began to emit a golden glow, making the Lord look like a Warrior from a Divine Kingdom.

The pillar of Holy Light expanded once more and, like a hot knife through butter, drove the black light back with unstoppable force.

However, due to the immense distance, the pillar of light gradually diffused, becoming a wide curtain of light.

The young man on the throne finally showed a change in his disdainful expression, a hint of curiosity touching his features. His formidable figure rose. By the time the fan-shaped wave of Holy Light reached him, it had expanded to over twenty blades wide, enveloping the magnificent dais completely.

The endless Holy Light washed over Him, yet it did nothing more than send His long hair whipping about, like a gentle spring breeze on His face.

If not for the Demons surrounding Him, one might have mistaken the Holy Light for warm, harmless sunlight. Caught in its purifying wash, they writhed as if standing on the surface of the sun, their faces twisting like Evil Spirits as their very flesh, blood, and bone melted away.

Fatir’s body convulsed. An attack launched by a true God had been single-handedly repelled by Levi. ’And the sheer density of his Holy Light... even *that* great one cannot compare.’

’Just how monstrous is Levi’s true strength?!’

’But even a Levi this strong had to focus all his power just to block a casual strike. Just how powerful is this Demon?’

Sophia’s mind went blank. She gripped Levi’s hand, her own small hands squeezing so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Mandela glanced from the Abyss in the Teleportation Gate on his left to Levi on his right. ’How laughable,’ he thought, ’that I once wanted to recruit the Lord of High Cliff Castle into the Red Swordsmen.’

Levi fell silent. ’This is the first time since I began my journey that I’ve faced an enemy of this caliber.’

’I didn’t hold back at all, but even so, I only barely managed a draw in that long-range exchange.’

’It seems anyone who can be called a God isn’t some random punk you can just take care of easily.’

’My desire for the rest of the Holy Word Treasure Manual is growing stronger. If I can just become a Holy Hall Warrior, my power will increase twelvefold. That would be a complete transformation!’

’But for now...’

’It’s better to live to fight another day. The best course of action is to get Sophia and Fatir out of here.’

’There’s no shame in it. It’s simply a strategic retreat.’

"What an astounding man you are!" Just then, a voice came from behind them. A silver-haired young man, as beautiful as a woman, was walking over.