Chapter 107: 1.31 Million Cores Farmed in Under an Hour! 2,600 Nine-Star Holy Light Acolytes Formed Instantly

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: 1.31 Million Cores Farmed in Under an Hour! 2,600 Nine-Star Holy Light Acolytes Formed Instantly

[Battle Results: Total Kills — Otherworldly Zerg × 1,312,470.]

[Obtained: Otherworldly Creature Cores × 1,312,470.]

[Obtained: Gold Coins × 524,988.]

"Time to head back!"

John whistled and gave Ophelia a nod.

...

At the gates of Silvermoon City, Priest Loman was wearing his usual professional smile as he faced a newly arrived young lord.

"Praise the Holy Light..."

He repeated the exact same greeting.

The young lord knew the drill as well. He pulled a pile of resources out of his inventory and handed them over, wearing an ingratiating smile.

"Lord Priest, just a small token of my appreciation..."

Loman accepted the bag and gave it a slight bounce in his hand. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the system notification.

[Resources × 1,000.]

The professional smile on his lips stiffened almost imperceptibly for a brief moment before returning to normal. His tone cooled, losing all traces of warmth.

"The God of Holy Light will remember your generosity."

The young lord failed to notice the change in his attitude and eagerly waited for what came next.

"Then, Lord Priest, when will I be allowed into the city...?"

"The review process takes time."

Loman slipped the bag into his sleeve, his gaze already moving past the young lord.

"Go back and wait for now. The Church will notify you once there’s a decision."

The young lord wanted to ask a few more questions, but Loman had already turned away. He put on a smile for the next territory in line, not even sparing the young lord another glance.

A thousand basic resources.

Loman sneered inwardly. Compared to the previous lord, this was like comparing a pebble by the roadside to the tallest tower in Silvermoon City.

He recalled that lord who had offered three million resources.

Now that was what a true lord looked like.

Just as Loman was thinking about him, the summoning token tucked inside his sleeve suddenly grew hot.

Loman’s spirits lifted. He immediately turned and ran.

...

Silvermoon City

"Lord Tyrant!"

Loman came hurrying over, still catching his breath, but already wearing an enormous smile.

"My lord, you’ve returned so quickly. Does that mean the mission didn’t go well? There’s no need to be too discouraged. The Zerg in Whitepass City are indeed ferocious. Otherworldly creatures have always been difficult to deal with."

"You’ve been gone for less than an hour. It’s only natural to suffer a setback. When our Church purged the first wave of Zerg back in the day, that was—"

[Ding!]

[Holy Light Church · Otherworldly Purge Quest: Submission Confirmed]

[Submitted Item: Otherworldly Creature Core]

[Submitted Quantity: 1,312,600]

[Required Quantity: 50,000]

[Excess Completion: 26.25×]

[Calculating Rewards: Gold Coins × 260,000, Holy Light Acolyte Training Permits × 2,600]

Loman’s voice abruptly cut off.

"Wait..."

John looked at him in confusion, unsure what had happened.

"How many did you submit?!"

Loman rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

John glanced at his system panel and replied casually, "A little over 1.3 million."

Loman felt his knees growing weak.

1.3 million.

In less than an hour.

"Lord Tyrant!"

Loman’s voice suddenly rose by two pitches. His back bent twice as low as it had when dealing with the young lord earlier, and his smile became almost obsequious.

"My lord, such efficiency! By the God of Holy Light, I’ve worked at the reception desk in Silvermoon City for so many years, and I’ve never seen anything like—"

"The rewards."

John interrupted him.

"Right! The rewards! I’ll arrange them immediately!"

Loman hurriedly fumbled inside his sleeve and pulled out a platinum-colored seal. He pressed it against the pile of cores.

A flash of system light passed over them, and a series of notifications appeared before John’s eyes.

[Otherworldly Purge Quest Completed!]

[Notice: The Lord may proceed to the Holy Light Altar to use the training facilities.]

"Let’s go."

John nodded with satisfaction.

"Lead the way."

Silvermoon City, Inner District — Holy Light Altar

The altar was a circular plaza built entirely from white-gold jade.

At its center stood a Holy Light crystal pillar three stories tall. Within its translucent body, liquid golden-white light continuously flowed.

A circular pedestal covered in sacred inscriptions surrounded the base of the pillar.

Twelve stone statues of angels holding swords stood around the plaza. The tip of each angel’s sword pointed toward the central crystal pillar, forming an enormous magical array.

Priest Loman led John to the altar and whispered a few words to the priest responsible for managing it.

The priest glanced at John. His initially businesslike expression instantly transformed into one of enthusiastic warmth. He nodded repeatedly before personally stepping forward to operate the altar.

"My lord, all 2,600 training permits have been added to your authority. You may begin whenever you wish."

Loman stood to one side, rubbing his hands together. He hesitantly glanced at the few heroes behind John.

"However, training takes time. Under normal circumstances, it takes twelve hours to recruit and fully train a single Holy Light Acolyte. If you’re in a hurry..."

"No need."

John raised his hand and placed it against the altar’s pedestal, activating it with a thought.

[Train Holy Light Acolytes × 2,600? Cost: Gold Coins × 130,000!]

"Train."

The 10,000× Acceleration talent silently activated.

The crystal pillar at the center of the altar suddenly blazed with light. Golden-white radiance surged outward, illuminating the entire plaza with dazzling brilliance.

The runic array at the pillar’s base began spinning wildly. Within the radiant light, one figure after another, clad in silver-white light armor, gradually took shape. They stepped out of the magical formation and assembled into neat ranks before the altar.

Every one of them was a young woman, seemingly around seventeen or eighteen years old. They all had fair, delicate complexions and long silver-white hair cascading down their backs, with the ends reaching their shoulder blades.

The light armor they wore was the standard-issue silver-white scale armor of the Holy Light Church. Its scales were thin and densely arranged, with a small sun emblem embedded in the chest.

A white silk sash was tied around each woman’s waist.

Their knee-length pleated skirts revealed a glimpse of their shapely calves, while silver-buckled ankle boots covered their feet.

John opened the status panel of the young woman at the head of the formation.

[Unit: Holy Light Acolyte]

[Rank: Nine-Star (High Tier)]

[Level: Lv. 1]

[HP: 6,000]

[Attack: 2,300]

[Defense: 650]

[Skill 1: Holy Light Smite (Lv. 1 · Active) — Condenses Holy Light energy and fires a spear of light, dealing Holy Light damage equal to 250% of ATK to enemies along a straight line. Deals double damage to Dark-type targets. Cooldown: 12 seconds.]

[Skill 2: Purifying Light (Lv. 1 · Active) — Calls down Holy Light upon a designated area, dealing damage equal to 180% of ATK to enemies within the area and restoring HP equal to 150% of ATK to allied units. Cooldown: 20 seconds.]

[Skill 3: Light’s Protection (Lv. 1 · Passive/Aura) — Nearby allies gain "Light’s Protection," increasing their Defense by 15% and their resistance to Dark-type damage by 30%. At night or in dark environments, the aura’s effects are doubled.]

[Description: Devout nuns raised by the Holy Light Church from childhood, sworn to the Holy Light and devoted to purification.]

After reviewing the panel, John nodded.

Nine-star units. Their stats were pretty good, too. Most of their skills were specifically designed to counter Dark-type targets, while Purifying Light was particularly useful, capable of both dealing damage and healing allies.

Everything was excellent.

There was just one problem.

There were too few of them.

Several of his other legions already numbered well over ten thousand.

But this Holy Light Acolyte unit consisted of only 2,600 soldiers. It was nowhere near enough.

"Loman."

John turned around.

"Here, my lord! What are your orders?"

Loman bent his back even lower.