Chapter 38

Fanya’s mana was nearly exhausted because she had used the [Holy Envoy] spell to heal the injured students earlier, leaving her with little mana to fight the fanatic.

Just as Fanya’s life was hanging by a thread and she was praying to the goddess, she suddenly felt a pure, flawless cherry-colored light flash before her eyes.

Then, the fanatic who had been grabbing her and mocking her incessantly was sent flying by an unknown light spell, tumbling several times.

Fanya also fell to the ground, freeing herself from the restraints, but she was severely injured, her throat clogged with blood, and she was in immense pain.

Then, she felt a warm cherry-colored orb of light fly into her body, visibly healing her internal and external injuries at a rapid pace.

Soon after, she spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood and felt completely relieved.

Is this… [Holy Envoy]?

Wait, this spell seems to be [Secondary Healing Orb].

Fanya thought she had been saved by a fellow church member, but before she could say thank you, when she looked up, the sky was filled with fluttering, flawless white feathers.

The pristine cherry-colored beam of light took form in the air, and a cherry-haired girl with angelic wings stood in the sky.

In her hand was the [Charged Light Strike], still glowing faintly. Even after being used once, the residual light elements within it were astonishing, far surpassing the dim glow of Fanya’s [Charged Light Strike].

Cherry hair, pink heart-shaped eyes, angel wings, and a sacred white gown.

Fanya was dumbfounded. This strikingly familiar face made her instantly think of the goddess statue she prayed to every day in front of the church.

“G-Goddess… Your Holiness?!” Fanya’s injuries were mostly healed, but her heart was overwhelmed with shock.

Excitement, shock, surprise, astonishment, the scene before she kept bombarding Fanya, overwhelming her brain.

Countless emotions filled her heart, leaving her stammering and unable to form a coherent sentence.

“Goddess above!… Your Holiness, did you hear the prayers of your devout follower?!” Fanya was extremely excited, trembling with joy. She had so much to say but could only manage to stammer out this one sentence.

“Praise the Goddess! The Goddess has truly manifested, the Goddess has truly manifested! The Goddess has come to save us!” Fanya prostrated on the ground, looking up at the cherry-haired angel, her voice filled with infinite reverence and awe for the divine miracle.

Meanwhile, Vanessa at this moment:

Did this silly child get hit in the head too hard?

How could she mistake me for the Goddess of Radiance? There are quite a few differences in our appearances, you know?

She flew past and saw Fanya fighting the fanatic while covering the retreat of the first-year students, so she came down to help.

Although she didn’t particularly like this brat.

And like most of the Demon Pillar’s followers, this fanatic was clearly not normal, actually asking people to hit his head and promising to stand still for a few minutes.

A strange request, so Vanessa obliged, giving him a full-powered [Charged Light Strike].

Logically, with Vanessa’s level, she shouldn’t be able to injure a fanatic with [Alchemical Blood], but Vanessa’s strength was too great, coupled with her light element affinity, and she had fully charged the [Charged Light Strike] in mid-air.

This blow almost sent the fanatic back to his maker, with countless sparkling, crystalline blood drops falling from the sky.

“Argh!…” The fanatic felt his head buzzing, as if his soul had been shattered.

Just as he steadied himself, furious and ready to see who dared to be so bold, he looked up and was stunned by the radiant cherry-haired angel in the sky, his pupil-less orange-yellow eyes trembling.

“Goddess of Radiance?!… Oh no, Radiant Saintness?!” The fanatic was utterly astonished.

“No, no, impossible, what is going on?!” Looking at this angelic girl who resembled cherry blossoms, the fanatic was in disbelief.

Along with his shock, a hint of fear crept into his heart, like a shadow exposed under bright light.

“You charlatan, who are you?!”

Vanessa didn’t answer him. She simply placed the flanged mace lightly on her shoulder, performed an elegant curtsy in mid-air, and after maintaining the most basic combat etiquette, she swooped down. As her pure white angelic wings passed, they left behind a trail of sparkling light, healing the withered soil.

The mace, densely packed with light elements, came crashing down on the fanatic’s head once more.

“Wow! As expected of Her Holiness!” Watching the angelic girl gracefully pass by in the sky, Fanya clasped her hands together, her eyes filled with stars.

Even though it was the same [Charged Light Strike], if she didn’t charge it, her [Charged Light Strike] would be very dim and lacking power.

But Her Holiness’s [Charged Light Strike] was different. Even without charging, the light elements were so dense, showing just how terrifying her light element affinity was.

As expected of Her Holiness!

Fanya’s attention was completely focused on Vanessa’s extraordinary figure. As for why this ‘Her Holiness’ had such high light element affinity yet only used a simple low-level attack spell like [Charged Light Strike]?

She didn’t think about that at all.

The fanatic didn’t want to be hit by that level of attack again. Although it wouldn’t kill him, that didn’t mean he would just take it.

In fact, the fanatic had already mistaken Vanessa for an expert of similar level to herself, unaware that her actual level was only that of a Artisan, relying solely on her powerful element affinity and monstrous strength to boost her attack power.

The fanatic conjured two blazing fireballs in his palms and hurled them at Vanessa.

Vanessa traced an elegant curve in the air, as if performing an aerial ballet, perfectly dodging the two fireballs and closing in on the fanatic.

“Heh, you fell for it!” The fanatic, seeing Vanessa so close, smirked. “Charlatan, I’ll expose you for what you really are!”

Before he could finish, the fanatic extended his arm. His arms were unusually long, longer than the reach of an adult wielding a sword, while Vanessa’s flanged mace had a shorter range, unable to reach the fanatic.

The fanatic’s palms released scorching flames, but unlike before, these flames only burned around his body, engulfing both Vanessa and himself in a raging inferno.

Neither humans nor demons had innate magic resistance unless they carried enchanted items or armor with elemental resistance.

Moreover, his fire wasn’t ordinary; Once ignited, it will reduce anything to ashes in an instant.

“Hahaha! Let’s see if you dare to impersonate that damned false goddess now!” Seeing Vanessa completely engulfed in the flames and silent, the fanatic laughed heartily.

But when he withdrew his magic, the pure white, flawless wings remained closed, right in front of him.

Before the four-winged transformation, upgrading [Flawless Holy Wings] also brought visual changes, such as the size of the wings.

Initially, Vanessa’s wings weren’t as large as they were now, but currently, they were big enough to shelter her and several others.

The wings closed, shielding the cherry-haired girl within, then spread open again, revealing her unscathed, not even a speck of ash on her sacred white gown.

This was the benefit of upgrading [Flawless Holy Wings], her ability to resist magic had greatly increased.

The ultimate two-winged form could already resist many spells, and combined with the Varelis bloodline and [Armour Fortress] providing overall magic resistance, low-level spells couldn’t harm her.

“What?!” The fanatic was equally shocked that this girl remained unharmed after being burned by his flames.

But Vanessa wouldn’t give him a chance. She swung the [Charged Light Strike] down hard on the fanatic’s head, putting all her strength into it, and smashed his head into the ground.

Another shower of sparkling alchemical blood rained down.

Of course, the fanatic wouldn’t be defeated so easily, and Vanessa didn’t expect to kill him with just two [Charged Light Strike] as a mere Artisan.

In fact, the only reason she managed to smash the fanatic into the ground was likely due to her immense strength; it probably didn’t cause much real damage to his thick skin.

If he gets back up, it will be trouble. The fanatic will surely not let his guard down again and will go all out.

If she couldn’t seize this opportunity to kill him instantly.

Vanessa didn’t pause for a moment; she knew she couldn’t afford to conserve her magic.

So, after pinning the fanatic down, Vanessa pushed her palm forward, releasing her palm-sized, rainbow-colored glass flame.

As soon as [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] appeared, the surrounding temperature became terrifyingly hot, and the ground began to show signs of melting.

Not wasting any time, maintaining [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] for even a second consumed a significant amount of Vanessa’s mana, so she decisively pushed the flame towards the fanatic’s back.

At this moment, the fanatic, with his face buried in the ground, was seeing things with rage, vowing to pluck every feather from this pink-haired woman.

The fanatic’s strength lay in his powerful offensive magic combined with high fault tolerance, allowing him to withstand several magic attacks, a feat neither humans nor demons could achieve.

This also led to the fanatics’ aggressive fighting style. With [Alchemical Blood] as a safety net, none of them worried about being instantly killed.

As long as he could stand, his enemy couldn’t win.

This fanatic was no different, highly confident in his magic resistance. His [Alchemical Blood] was quite comprehensive, covering fire, light, water, and lightning elements, almost all the elements humans commonly used.

Additionally, his skin was harder than steel. He was confident that no form of attack could kill him instantly.

However, when he pulled his face from the ground and tried to get up, he suddenly found himself lacking strength.

A profound sense of weakness and fatigue spread throughout his body, and his legs gave out, causing him to kneel again.

“Urgh?!” The fanatic’s voice was hoarse. He tilted his head, not yet realizing what had happened to him.

When he slowly shifted his gaze to his chest, he noticeably noticed a massive hole had been punched through his chest and upper abdomen.

“Thud.” The fanatic collapsed to the ground, his eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness, fear, and disbelief.

“Huff…” Vanessa took a deep breath.

Just summoning a palm-sized [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] and performing a simple push had left her somewhat tired.

She felt like she had expended a significant portion of her mana.

But she had made progress compared to before.

In the past, she [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] was indicating the size of a flame, at most a wisp or a small cluster. If she summoned a palm-sized holy flame, she couldn’t push it; she had to place her hand on the target to ignite them.

Now, it was palm-sized, and most importantly, she could push it slightly, allowing her to harm enemies at close range without needing to touch them.

Although a flame-sized holy fire could also be flicked, the flicking distance was similarly very short, barely longer than pushing.

Moreover, the fanatic was much stronger than a Sharag Ghost; a cluster of [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] could only burn a hole through the fanatic, and it was uncertain whether that would kill the tenacious fanatic.

In summary, while [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] was terrifyingly powerful, Vanessa could only use it to kill enemies at extremely close range. If the enemy keeps their distance, it will be troublesome.

Moreover, even after several upgrades, it still consumes too much magic.

Vanessa suddenly thought of Aesphyra’s [Divine Blessing], which was also a ridiculously powerful ability, often stronger than [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings] in many situations.

Such a [ Divine Blessing] must also consume a lot of magic and might come with other costs.

There were many reasons for her quick victory over this fanatic, many stemming from the fanatics’ overconfident fighting style.

After all, even the most powerful humans couldn’t instantly kill them, and as long as they weren’t completely incapacitated, they could rely on their powerful magic to turn the tables.

But from Fanya’s perspective, the scene was entirely different.

In her eyes, the goddess descended from the heavens to save her, and with a wave of her wings, she easily dispatched the fanatic like swatting a stray dog, leaving him no room to fight back.

From Fanya’s perspective, there was no sign of an equal duel, no strategy, no pressure, just an overwhelming sense of inevitable victory!

“That just now, was that… [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings]?!” As a member of the Cassian family, Fanya had confirmed the [Flames of Myriad Divine Blessings left by the saintess at the church headquarters, so she was somewhat familiar with its aura.

Indeed, this is truly Her Holiness!!