The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

The dimness of the night covered the fields, and the night winds blew, causing the dark grass to flutter like the feathers of crows. Across the plains from the Dawn Cathedral, in a place known as Corpse Plains at the end of the ashen hillocks, stood tower upon tower, castle upon castle, and rampart upon rampart, all made of bones and constructed by the Priests of Life overnight.

This fortress was formidable and impregnable with not a single weakness. It was built with Holy Bones by medium-tier sorcerers, its durability far surpassing any steel fortress in the world, impervious to any physical firepower, even capable of withstanding a strike from a demigod.

It was High Priest Robes's pride, the masterpiece of his life.

The legions of the Life Esoteric Church were stationed within the Corpse Plains. The corpse transport teams from all over the southern front had to pass through this fortress, ensuring a continuous supply of sorcerer corpses.

The Bone Fortress was the hub of the southern battlefield.

The Grand Priest of Life—Robus—was watching the cathedral on the other side of the plain with a somber expression. The Saintess had already issued an order, demanding that they must conquer the Dawn Cathedral completely and offer the Dawn Saintess's head to Her Majesty before dawn arrived.

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They were merely a flock of weak lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In the first half of the night, the Holy Knights outside the Dawn Cathedral had been nearly annihilated by the Stitched Life. All they needed to do was wait for the Magic Barrier of the Dawn Cathedral to be breached, the Stitched Life to charge in, and they could claim the head of Holy Light Saintess Maria.

But then the unexpected happened. When the Magic Barrier was indeed breached and the first batch of Stitched Life, acting as the vanguard, entered, they vanished without a trace as if swallowed by the sea.

The Priests of Life, not one to be superstitious, summoned the second and third batches of Stitched Life. This time, things turned even stranger. The cathedral began to echo with the distressed cries of monsters, so mournful and desolate that even the distant Priests of Life could hear them.

Absurd.

Was there some Esoteric Sect's execution platform inside the Dawn Cathedral?

Several especially skilled Life Sorcerers showed expressions of being outdone. Even they couldn't reach such a level, to make Stitched Life cry so pitifully and rhythmically; it was like an art form.

The Priests of Life even started to wonder if they had accidentally attacked their own forces.

Or had they inadvertently stumbled into some Evil God's lair.

In the next moment, High Priest Robes's suspicions were confirmed. An incredibly huge giant made of twisting, sinister light suddenly stood upon the plains.

Despite the long distance, just looking at Its visage was enough to make High Priest Robes's eyes hurt, let alone the lower-tier Followers of Life.

Now they were certain: the other side was the Evil God's lair.

But the orders of the Saintess were absolute. They had to take the Dawn Cathedral before dawn, no one could defy the will of the Azure Sorceress—if she had to take matters into her own hands, it wouldn't be just the Radiant Followers who would die.

Whether the Radiant Saints were bluffing and deceiving, or really killing an Evil God, they had to press on. To save their lives, they had to kill Maria.

So, they could only violate the signed "Poison Gas Control Act" and bring forth that great weapon given to them by gods of later generations.

This was a crystallization of the River of Life evolved to its utmost limit, a creation not of this era.

Land that had been trampled by those beings would be barren for thirty years. Even if there was an Evil God opposite them, It would be fumigated away!

And what was in front of them was certainly not any Evil God, at most a blustering Holy Knight.

The advantage was theirs... High Priest Robes made the decision and ordered his subordinates to release those two beings.

As the two Mothers of Toe revived from the corpses, guided by Undead Magic, they trampled the earth, and a towering yellow wind spilled out from between their toes. The nearby Followers foamed at the mouth and fell straight down. Fortunately, the Mothers of Toe did not linger long in the Corpse Plains; instead, they rolled towards the Dawn Cathedral.

Once the yellow wind eroded into the cathedral interior, victory would belong to Life!

The corners of High Priest Robes's mouth curled into a wild smile.

He looked mockingly at the Dawn Giant in the distance that seemed so uninspiring. The Life Esoteric Church possessed the most advanced Undead technology in All Nai Luo, and the mightiest Undead armies. What could you, a mere saint, do against me?

"Revive, my corps of skin-clad soldiers."

From a distance, the Grand Priest couldn't hear clearly what the Dawn Giant said.

But his pupils shrank as he saw countless flashes of light spilling from the giant's eyes and scattering all around.

At the same time, Robes felt a disturbance in the River of Life. Undead were converging on the Dawn Cathedral.

"...?" Robes's face twisted in horror. Could the other side also use Undead Magic?

And to cast spells with Holy Light as the medium?

Even Merlin watched as endless Holy Light spilled from An Su's body, eventually coalescing into a sea, pouring into those corpse shells. Accompanied by waves of bizarre convulsions, the monster corpses slowly opened their eyes.

Merlin hadn't expected that the youngster would actually possess Undead Magic with the essence of Holy Light...

Was even magic being hybridized?

But it didn't matter. Athlete's foot was invincible— even if the Undead weren't afraid of it, An Su would still be affected... Merlin's mouth curled into a cold smile, just waiting for the foot odor to sweep into the Dawn Cathedral, and then An Su would surely die.