Chapter 172: Chapter 170: Sea God’s Steed Demise, Pollution Eruption, and Sea God’s Soul Imprint

Bang!

The enormous blue-winged seahorse crashed heavily onto the lighthouse top, even causing the floating beacon light to tremble.

"Did we kill it?" The Holy Daughters had this thought.

In the next moment, the blue-winged seahorse shakily stood up and let out a roar.

There was not a single inch of its body intact; most of the blood vessels on its surface constructed of demonic qi had already burst, with a large amount of demonic qi leaking out and dispersing into the air.

Yet it still stood, the red light in its eyes continued to flicker.

The girls widened their eyes.

"It’s still not dead?!"

"After all, it was once one of the Sea God’s Favored, it’s not that easy to kill."

Rose had long known the outcome; there was no surprise in his expression.

He held his magic staff ready and looked towards the blue-winged seahorse.

The blue-winged seahorse swayed twice, roared, and charged towards Rose.

Rose spoke to Doris not far away, "Doris, be ready."

Doris held the sword with both hands and nodded heavily.

A fervent passion began to light up in her eyes.

Rose took a step and moved towards the charging blue-winged seahorse. When the distance was less than ten meters, he suddenly crouched down, pressing the magic staff onto the ground with both hands.

From his hands, a layer of ice crystals rapidly spread across the lighthouse top.

The ice crystals extended to the feet of the blue-winged seahorse, slowing its speed a little.

It was still charging.

The distance reduced to eight meters, six meters... four meters!

Only to see the ice crystals beneath the blue-winged seahorse suddenly, like having a life of their own, weirdly extended onto its body. It tried to break free, only to find it couldn’t; it merely shattered a part of the spreading ice crystals.

"Tier Four Magic, Freeze Everything," Rose said to Hilia in his mind.

Hilia’s hand holding the little notebook froze.

Tier Four Magic...

What am I studying?

Is this within my reach?!

"You’re just Tier Two, and although you’ve been strengthened from the deeper parts of the Divine Realm, you can’t use magic beyond your tier. But with the help of Encore’s bunch of potions and all the magic power from the Advanced Magic Crystal, along with the support of the Eye of the Sea Siren, it’s barely possible."

"Can’t freeze everything, but freezing a blue-winged seahorse that barely reaches Tier Four is more than enough."

As he explained to Hilia, Hilia saw the originally cracked, already dim Advanced Magic Crystal finally unable to maintain its form, completely shattered, leaving behind a pile of ordinary glass.

Hilia’s heart, which was hanging, finally relaxed.

Rose ignored Hilia’s mood and turned back to shout at Doris, "Doris, now!"

Doris picked up the big sword, channeling all her magic power into it.

Her eyes were filled with fervor.

Lost Lighthouse!

An ancient relic crossed over a hundred years!

Today! 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

I, Doris, will end it!

The excited emotion surged in Doris’s heart, the big sword burst into flames several meters high as she charged towards the blue-winged seahorse.

The big sword raised high, cut down the final stroke!

Boom—!!!

The fire and ice crystals touched, immediately detonating a massive magic reaction. The surging magic power instantly destroyed the blue-winged seahorse’s defenses, pierced cruelly through its neck, out the other side!

The blue-winged seahorse’s head fell with a thud!

The eye that flickered red light finally dimmed.

"Did I... succeed?"

Doris widened her eyes, her gaze dazed, unable to believe they really completed the raid on a centuries-old relic.

"Watch out!"

But just as she relaxed, Hilia’s voice suddenly rang out.

Her vision concentrated, she saw the body of the blue-winged seahorse, with its severed head, unleashing pollution as terrifying as that produced when the Ghost Ship was destroyed!

It’s over...

At such a close distance, none of them could resist such an intense outbreak of pollution.

The final result, everyone would be engulfed by the pollution, becoming the new masters of the Lost Lighthouse.

Doris’s mind flashed back to past scenes; just as she was about to reminisce everything, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Hilia?!"

Only to see Hilia suddenly appear, stretching her arms wide, unleashing strong Holy Light from her body.

She wanted to shield them from the pollution storm?!

Doris was stupefied, she just saw Hilia turn her head back and smile at her.

Then was engulfed by the heavy pollution.

"No!"

Doris yelled hoarsely, her eyes were red.

The pollution violently erupted, transforming into a stronger pollution storm than when the Ghost Ship was destroyed, blasting outwards in all directions.

The whole sky darkened!

At the storm’s center, a small holy glimmer shielded all of the Holy Maiden Squad from the storm of pollution.

The holy glimmer flickered briefly, accompanied by a slight sound of breaking, burst apart.

Doris and the other three were unharmed.

Except for Hilia.

In the Spiritual Space, Hilia was still puzzled about why Rose smiled at Doris at the last moment. Suddenly she felt she regained control over her body.

Then endless exhaustion and void, mixed with intense pain and turbulent pollution, harshly assaulted her spirit.

The girl’s vision went black and she fell softly, caught by Doris who charged over.

"Hilia? Hilia! Wake up! You bastard!"

Doris’s voice carried a sobbing tone, she cried like a little flower cat.

Rose’s phantom gathered beside Hilia, watching the scene with pleasure.

Ah, making others regret deeply... whatever the time, it always feels incredibly interesting.

The other Holy Daughters also gathered around.

Rose, ready to watch everyone cry, suddenly sensed something, and sharply looked at the blue-winged seahorse’s corpse.

"Sea God?"

He quickly went over, reached into the blue-winged seahorse’s head, and grabbed out a phantom.

The phantom, with Rose clutching its neck, stared at him in horror.

"Rose?!"

"Evil God Rose?!"

"You—you... have unsealed?!"

Rose grinned sinisterly, "So it really was the Sea God, though just a soul mark; no wonder this blue-winged seahorse, even corrupted by the Abyss, could control the relic and set such precise relic rules. So it was you up to tricks."

Sea God Ethel’s soul mark struggled, "Let go of me!"

"Let go of you? Impossible, I’ve wanted to kill you all for long, though not your true body, pounding a soul mark is still not bad."

With that, Rose didn’t wait for Ethel to speak, directly punched him on the head.

Ethel’s soul mark immediately dimmed.

"One more punch!"

Ethel’s soul became faint.

He suddenly laughed out loud, "Ha ha ha, it’s useless, so what if you’ve unsealed, the Divine King has already thought of a way to kill you, just wait, the Divine King will thoroughly settle with you!"

"Oh? Before that, I shall settle with you first."

With the final punch, Ethel’s soul mark was instantly scattered.

Rose enveloped the scattered soul with Spiritual Power and sent it into Hilia’s Spiritual Space, nurturing her soul.

"Although just a mark, for Hilia, it’s just right, can act as a nutrient to nurture her soul, not bad."

After dealing with the Sea God’s mark, Rose clapped his hands, continuing watching the girls crying.