Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 855 - 324: How to Achieve 70%_2

Chapter 855: Chapter 324: How to Achieve 70%_2

Countless beams of white light converged at this moment, and specks of pure white flame gathered together, forming a colossal lance shadow that blocked out the sun, plunging down towards Dreyne’s position like a meteor.

Endless Divine Light Power froze time at this moment, bestowing judgment that would end all forms of life.

Boom!!!

A scorching white pillar of light shot up into the sky; white flames drew open a screen that covered the heavens and the earth. Wisps of overflowing energy twisted the space around, and shockwaves of astonishing force swept across in all directions.

Throughout the expanse, save for the site of Dragon Bone Mountain, the rest—be it the continuous mountain ranges or the vibrant grasslands—crumbled and disintegrated, their existence erased by the Holy Light.

Gale-force winds and powerful shockwaves surged, each wave mightier than the last.

Wayne, who was at a significant distance, was still overturned by the blast, his hiding place vaporized, nearly getting indiscriminately targeted by the Holy Light artillery.

Wayne: "Brother Guang, I’m on your side!"

At the critical moment, Wayne manipulated The Book of Greed with a twinkle in his eyes, staining his Magic Power with the hue of Holy Light. Leveraging his identity as a bonafide ally, he passed through the baptism of Holy Light unscathed.

Not unscathed, to be precise, twirling midair and reeling several times before managing an exceedingly tricky landing.

Wayne!

He’s here as well?

Archibald caught the aura of the Golden Rule and quickly focused his gaze, soon spotting his kin.

His thoughts fluttered, and he conceived a plan for escape.

The Lando Family had secured the support of God’s Chosen Knight, successfully dethroning the Windsor Royal Family. Moonlight Knight’s arrival was very likely tied to Wayne, and if Moonlight Knight cared about Wayne, perhaps the plan might work.

Bet on it, take the gamble!

Archibald felt the plan had merit—Wayne was close with God’s Chosen Knight. Through whatever means he used, whether cajoling or temptations, he indeed secured the support of the Lando Family for God’s Chosen Knight.

Archibald decided to take a bet on Wayne’s standing in Moonlight Knight’s heart.

Even a moment’s hesitation, a brief respite, was adequate for him!

The brilliance of the Holy White Light receded, and relying on the law of "No Smoke Without Fire," Dreyne was unharmed, the icy beauty donned in Moonlight Armor, her cheeks merely touched with a hint of white ash.

Her hair wasn’t even tousled!

Wayne observed this scene from afar, squatting on a piece of rubble, silently assessing the combat strength of both sides.

It was clear that the Devil had the advantage in special effects, with a glamorous fighting style and endless Ultimate Moves. If it could capitalize on Dreyne’s complacency and carelessness, the outcome remained uncertain.

Looking to Dreyne...

There wasn’t much to say, a Hexagon Archer overpowering in all attributes, with her normal attacks equal to Ultimate Moves. Aside from her abysmal character and foul mouth, she had virtually no weaknesses.

"Come on, Mr. Devil with the greatsword." Wayne muttered under his breath.

Boom!

Archibald flapped his wings to close in on Dreyne, his Oath Sword igniting with dots of white flame, chopping and slashing in succession, transforming into layers of cascading light and shadow.

At that moment, he stood backed by the silhouette of Gates of Heaven, every movement suffused with dazzling light as if the War God from Heaven had descended, invincible wherever his blade pointed.

Due to Gates of Heaven, Dreyne’s speed was reduced, holding her longbow casually in defense.

Still faster and stronger than Archibald.

The gap in strength was insurmountable, and it was clear Archibald hadn’t a chance; his plan was coined as a getaway, evidently aware of his situation.

Dreyne wasn’t in a rush either, taking her time with a methodical approach. Not only was she not hurried, but she also considered a formidable opponent rare and precious. It would be better to switch with Wayne for some practice.

This Devil was too strong!

Perfect for sharpening a successor.

Dreyne held back, and Archibald’s attacks intensified, a relentless assault. In an instant, a tightly knit net of Holy Light enveloped Dreyne, sharp sword light surged, with dense, interweaving shadows like an Energy Vortex churning, blocking all escape, giving no opportunity for Dreyne to catch her breath.

A chilling aura descended, prompting Wayne to sweat for the Devil, just a bit longer and victory was at hand.

Ding!

White Night Purity Words blocked the path of Oath Sword, and under Archibald’s horrified watch, a pale hand pierced through the Holy Light Barrier, reaching straight for him.

Archibald dared not come into close contact, his wings pumping to put distance between them, calling down the Holy Light from within Heaven’s Gate once more.

At the sound of a bowstring twang, Gates of Heaven were overwhelmed by the majestic Moonlight, and the Holy Light retreated, its banners sagging, vanishing completely.

Followed by that, Archibald saw a blur before his eyes. He couldn’t tell if he had been kicked or punched, only feeling his forehead nearly warp with deep, marrow-deep pain, his body involuntarily flung backward.

Not good, getting closer to Wayne...

Huh? Am I getting even closer?

Although Archibald was puzzled, he had intended just that. Midair, he forcibly twisted his body, flapping his wings to speed up. He grasped Oath Sword tightly and roared as he charged forward.

"Oh come on, why are you coming at me?"

Wayne, taken aback, failed to see that White Night Purity Words had already left Dreyne’s palm, ready to transform into Moonlight Knight at any moment.

Faced with the ferocity of the oncoming Devil, his eyes turned a deep crimson, the Fire Element consolidating into a formidable heat gaze, shooting forth abruptly.

Two beams of red light blossomed, touching Oath Sword, and after a brief standoff, Archibald deflected them with a twist of his sword.

Wayne didn’t dodge. Watching the sword blade approach, a gleam flashed in his eyes.