Campione: Strongest Godslayer!-Chapter 302: Divine Resonance

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"The one paying? Why are you here?" Arcueid looked astonished at Merem, who had appeared before her, her tone filled with utter confusion.

"Princess, please come with me! It's simply too unsafe for you to stay here with the Black Princess!" Merem spoke excitedly to Arcueid. When mentioning the Black Princess, he glared fiercely at Altrouge, as if she were his mortal enemy.

"Merem Solomon!" Altrouge narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Merem, who was smiling obsequiously at Arcueid, and spoke coldly.

"Your Highness, please pay attention to the ground around us!" Fou's body tensed.

Looking at the surrounding Dead Apostles with savage expressions and various avian features, and the red glow emanating from the ground, its face immediately became grave.

Hearing this, Altrouge's crimson eyes darted left and right. Seeing the crimson light of the slowly dissipating magic circle on the ground, a look of realization appeared on her face.

"I see. Ley line teleportation, is it? So that's how Gransurg managed to launch a successful sneak attack?!"

Altrouge naturally understood her Black and White Knights very well—

In a normal duel, even if Gransurg possessed soul attacks specialized against Dead Apostles, there was still a high probability of him being overturned if he wanted to deal with both of them.

Only through a sneak attack could Gransurg quickly resolve the two.

But even so, Gransurg would have at least expended most of his power.

Altrouge's pretty face gradually turned icy. Her body, in an instant, transformed into the appearance of a woman in her twenties. Her originally crimson eyes burst forth with golden light.

Subsequently, she frowned slightly, looking with disgust at the asphalt road beneath her feet.

"Even my connection with the ley lines has been mostly severed. That familiar yet disgusting method of manipulation and insidious style—has Trhvmn also made a move?"

"The Lords of Black and White Wing joining forces? What a grand spectacle," Fou's body instantly swelled, transforming into a three-meter-tall pure white giant beast in the blink of an eye.

"Princess, please just come with your old subject?"

"No! I don't want to!"

"Please don't be willful! Associating with the defective Black Princess will only tarnish your noble blood!"

"You're so annoying! Don't follow me anymore!" Arcueid turned her head away resentfully.

Thump—!

"..." Merem immediately knelt on the ground, looking as if he had lost all will to live.

"Arcueid, take this. Do me a favor and bring back my two foolish knights."

A red glow appeared on Altrouge's fair hands. The glow suddenly contracted, condensed, and formed. A peculiar red pointer appeared in her palm. She tossed it lightly, and the pointer flew into Arcueid's hand.

Arcueid caught the pointer, looking puzzledly at Altrouge. "You want me to save people? You don't need my help here?"

Merem felt as if an arrow had pierced his knee.

"I haven't fallen to the point of needing your help—" Altrouge lifted her head slightly, speaking proudly.

Arcueid glanced at Altrouge, then headed at high speed in the direction indicated by the pointer.

Merem was slightly stunned, attempting to reach out and stop Arcueid.

But just as he extended his hand, he helplessly lowered it. "Letting the Princess save people—you calculated that we wouldn't dare act disrespectfully towards Her Highness, right? You cunning, defective product!"

"Always calling me 'defective product, defective product'! It seems you don't want to leave here alive!" Altrouge looked gloomily at Merem before her. Even a clay figure has some fire, let alone a True Ancestor princess like her. A sharp killing intent swept over Merem.

Suddenly, Altrouge and Fou, relying on their physical prowess, shifted several meters out of thin air. At their original positions, hundreds of silver-white feathers, radiating a blade-like sheen, pierced into the ground.

Bang—! Bang—! Bang—!

The sound of wings flapping continuously echoed from above.

Gransurg looked coldly at Altrouge, sneering, "From the very beginning, we never planned on letting you leave alive, Eclipse Princess of Black Blood!"

"Gransurg? Did you use some means to lure Princess Arcueid away?" Fou narrowed its beastly eyes slightly, looking gravely at the Lord of the Black Wing above.

The corners of Altrouge's mouth lifted slightly, a cold smile appearing on her face. "Just in time, Lord of the Black Wing. I have some scores I'd like to settle with you!"

"Go! My birds! Lead the White Beast into the embrace of death!" Gransurg spread his hands, emitting a sharp bird cry.

The thousand bird-like chimera composite beasts on the ground madly rushed towards Fou.

"Let's go, Merem!!!" Gransurg roared, swooping down to join Merem in besieging Altrouge.

——

On the streets of downtown Tours.

"Kuhuhuhu~~ What is your opinion, Magus!"

El-Nahat extended his right hand, grasped a corner of the bandage on his cheek, and gently pulled. The withered head beneath the bandage, no different from a mummy's, was revealed.

And the bandage in his hand, stained with dark blood scabs, slowly levitated, radiating a dense holy light, like countless chains of light, revolving around El-Nahat.

"Praise be to my Lord!"

Following El-Nahat's low whisper, the chains formed by the bandages instantly filled a radius of several hundred meters. The originally somewhat dim street became brightly lit under the illumination of the holy light.

"Second of the Burial Agency, El-Nahat? Is that the Shroud of a Saint on you? Possessing the ability to forcibly plunge life into a state of death, with extremely strong self-recovery and immense killing power against Dead Apostles? Proficient in various exorcism sacred arts?"

Haru looked at the parchment in his palm, speaking softly.

El-Nahat raised an eyebrow, a look of disgust on his face. "Hey, hey! Your strength is already so formidable, yet you still resort to cheating to probe the opponent's abilities in detail?"

"....."

Even if he wanted to act recklessly, Haru had to cautiously investigate beforehand. Otherwise, he might capsize. The more one has enjoyed 'good things,' the more one fears death. freewebnσvel.cøm

Haru was no exception.

Just then, shrill howls reached Haru's ears.

Haru frowned slightly, speaking with surprise, "Strout and Blood's voices? Encountered a strong enemy?"

"Chance!!!" El-Nahat's gaze sharpened.

The chains formed by the Shroud of Turin instantly bound Haru tightly, wrapping him layer upon layer, turning him into a white mummy.

"Hah! Well then, next is the customary mummification!" El-Nahat lightly sighed in relief.

He had absolute confidence in the Shroud of Turin's ability to forcibly induce a state of death. After all, it was a secret treasure modified from fragments of Jesus's shroud.

Suddenly, the Shroud of Turin radiated a brilliant light.

The pitch-black night sky instantly transformed into an incandescent midsummer day.

Dazzling light and astonishing heat poured down from the sky.

El-Nahat stiffened all over. He lifted his head to look at the Ferris wheel-sized golden little sun above his head, then lowered his head to look at the Shroud of Turin in his hand, which was vibrating continuously, exuding an anthropomorphic sense of cheering joy. He looked bewilderedly at the mummy before him.

"Divine Resonance...! You are—"

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