Ashen Dragon

"Just a tiny speck of a mortal, no matter how much strength that bitch bestows upon you—it will be of no avail!"

Facing the silver arrow shooting towards her, Rose let out an angry roar, spreading her eight grotesque limbs.

The billions of spiders became extensions of Rose's will, gathering like a tide, rushing forward one after another, forming a wall of densely packed spider bodies to block the path of the arrow.

However, the arrow burst forth with an incomparable silver light, instantly blasting a large hole several meters in diameter through the spider wall, reducing countless spiders to ashes, and causing the wall of spider bodies to crumble.

The silver arrow, with an unstoppable momentum, continued to whistle forward.

"Vile mortal, tremble before the might of the Divine!"

Rose's eyes turned cold as she drew a wand from the twisted void, entwined with webbing, with its tip set with a dark crystal and hundreds of poison fangs.

She stretched out the wand, and a swirling glow, fringed with black and purple, poured out from the dark crystal, like a murky torrent rushing toward the arrow.

"Boom!"

Light and darkness, order and chaos, life and death...

Two opposing divine powers collided, instantly causing a violent magical reaction. Turbulent silver light and pitch-black flames spread hundreds of meters from the point of impact, engulfing all within.

The sky trembled, the earth shook, and the mages watching from afar fixed their eyes on the anomaly in mid-air, unable to suppress a fearful gasp.

"Such terrifying energy fluctuations, the mere aftershocks are comparable to a forbidden curse..."

"The fate of Serinia, no, perhaps even the entire Southern Continent, may rest in the hands of Her Majesty Catherine."

"Goddess of Magic above..."

Even the most rational mages of the Arcane Priory could not help but bow their heads, secretly praying, begging for the Moonlit Elf Queen to prevail.

If Rose were to descend upon the world, it would bring unprecedented disaster not only to the Elf Forest, the surrounding Southern Continent but even to all of Fianso.

"Rest assured, Her Majesty Catherine will win, I have always believed in that..." The Ancient Gold Dragon stood proudly among the crowd, raising its head, watching the battle in the sky.

"Let's hope so."

Rhea gripped the Silver Sword, her expression tense, casually slaying several spider monsters outside the protective barrier.

In the face of such demigod-level clashes, even legendary warriors like them dared not approach lightly, lest they get caught in peril and distract Catherine.

"Buzz—"

A sharp, clear whistle sounded, as a tiny arrow of divine power suddenly pierced through the light sphere, transforming into a silver shadow, barely visible to the naked eye, shooting toward Rose's form.

Rose, taken by surprise, had her divine power shield easily penetrated by the silver arrow.

The arrow deeply lodged into Rose's embodied abdomen, releasing a silver divine light that continually burned her form.

"No!"

From the wound, black mist emanated, and Rose let out a piercing, furious howl, cursing venomously, "Mortal, you have angered a great Divine! You will regret this!"

"When I descend upon the world, there will be only blood, death, and flames left in your realm! Everything you cherish will be destroyed by me, your family, friends will become rotten remains!"

Even before the words were finished, an invisible force enveloped Catherine's head, filled with the aura of darkness and death, seemingly attempting to forcibly alter her destiny.

Then, rings of purple and black light coiled around Catherine's body, slithering like snakes.

—This is the curse of the Divine, with the power to warp reality, easily altering a mortal's life destiny.

But Catherine now was no ordinary "mortal," facing Rose's malevolent curse, she remained indifferent, raising the Moon Staff.

Moonlight, like flowing water, poured out, enveloping Catherine and swiftly drowning out the curse's power.

Catherine walked upon an illusory, ethereal bridge, once again drawing the Moon Bow, as arrows formed of divine power appeared upon the bowstring.

She released her grip, and the arrows streaked across the night sky like a meteor shower, densely shooting toward Rose.

"Swoosh—"

But this time, Rose was prepared, swiftly waving her eight limbs, releasing streams of pitch-black dark light, forming a chaotic storm that blocked and annihilated the arrows in the darkness.

But on her chest, the wound from the arrow remained gruesomely vivid, corroded by silver light, oozing turbid, tainted blood.

Seeing this sight, Catherine sneered, "Evil God, under Shanee's divine power, how long can you sustain this blasphemous form?"

"When this form perishes, and the Spider Web Demon Realm dissipates, with no anchor on the Prime Material Plane, you'll cower like a rat in the dark Abyss, never to rise again!"

"This is the punishment from the great Seldarine Gods for the traitor!"

Catherine extended her Moon Staff, and a beam shot from the silver disc at its tip, piercing into the sky, breaking through the thick clouds and poisonous mist, aiming at the new moon above.

And the moon responded as it should, as countless beams of silver light, like divine punishment, descended to strike at Rose's form from afar.

"Mortal, you're but a lackey of Shanee, daring to speak to me of so-called rebellion?"