This was their second time in the temple. It was still as dark and eerie as before.
However, compared to last time, the temple now contained not only evil energy that surged like black mist, but also maddened ancient creatures pouring out from within.
It was a spectacular sight comparable to a beast tide.
Humans.
Elves.
Dwarves.
Beastfolk.
Demons and monsters as well.
Nearly every race was represented here. There were even races that no longer existed in the present day, roaring as they slaughtered, bit, and trampled one another. It was truly chilling to behold.
"Enchantment: Fire."
At a certain moment, accompanied by that chant, massive flames erupted through the temple corridor, exploding forth as a fiery dragon swept past.
Countless evil creatures were ignited by the blaze. They roared and wailed in agony as they were burned to ashes, clearing the corridor.
Shien appeared in the corridor, Holy Sword in one hand and the other raised before him, waves of magic power still surging around his body.
Beside him, Mafy watched Shien. Though she had seen it before, she was still stunned by both his magic power and the might of his Enchantment Magic.
The "Fire" trait was not particularly high-level among Enchantment Magic.
It was merely an intermediate enchantment trait—in other words, just an intermediate spell.
When ordinary people used this spell, they could at most grant their weapons the property of "Fire," briefly giving them the power of a Fire Magic weapon.
Yet Shien directly bestowed the Fire trait upon the building itself, making it spew flames and form a massive sea of fire that swept away the enemy. Mafy, a Beastman Priest who had followed Iris and met quite a few God Race goddesses and powerful individuals, had never seen such power or technique.
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