The Splendor of Netheril
Chapter 1143

Waiting

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Punk ultimately decided to kill Anthony and forgo that tempting wealth and profit. Clearly, this was by no means a rash decision made in the heat of the moment, but the solution the caster had arrived at after careful consideration.

After all, "Whisper of Destruction" had to admit that "Radiant Purity," as a Level Forty-Five Morningstar cleric, was far too formidable. His strength was not merely reflected in his ability to fire three Morningstar Divine Spells in succession. His decisive nature, mature Willpower, and capacity for thought were what truly demonstrated this powerhouse's potential.

It was precisely because everyone present had noticed Anthony's outstanding performance that the cautious Morningstar Mage had no intention of giving such an undeniably troublesome fellow any chance to return to the Pantheon and regain his freedom. Nor could he tolerate leaving behind a vengeful and ever-growing powerful enemy because of a moment of greed.

Thus, Anthony Vodakali, the unfortunate archbishop of the Church of Justice, died without ever understanding why beneath an orange-red sky. His corpse toppled crookedly onto the cold ground like a rag doll, while his head, its eyes still frozen in terror, rolled into a bubbling pool of blood.

At this point, the "Battle of Orange-Red" finally came to a perfect close. Punk had become the final victor by fighting three against one, while the trio of "holy-stick wielders" from the Pantheon had all become cold corpses because of their excessive confidence. In the end, "Radiant Purity," who had surrendered only to be killed, had even lost the Blazing Sun-level Divine Spell equipment lent to him by a great divine power Deity.

Thus, the ancient square-stone necklace slowly floating in the air became Punk's most valuable trophy from this battle.

"..."

"How should I put it? Clerics truly are clerics. Whether it's

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