Chapter 1181: 1179. Saintlight Baby Has a Nightmare · Roaring Golden Peach
Peachie had no idea what was happening.
One moment, with obedient Liwen's help, she had been wielding the Peacebringer greatsword, cheerfully cutting down and crushing the Fallen Faithful and the meat-ripping demons with their thin skins and generous fillings. The next, without warning, a flash of holy light had erupted in this land of darkness, using her body as its vessel.
Just like Peachie's own scream, she was now a giant "lightbulb," illuminating the darkness in her exquisite armor of holy-light scripture.
Pure golden holy light flowed through her body with every breath. The energy coursing out of her even made the scriptural patterns etched onto the surface of the silver armor she'd commissioned from her workshop glow brilliantly. The words that embodied justice and righteousness formed runes that shimmered around her body.
Peachie blinked. Her beautiful, clear blue eyes had turned gold, and when she looked at Liwen beside her, even the rain dragonkin felt a pressure pressing on her very soul.
Liwen was dragonkin!
She knew far more about faith than Peachie did, so she could tell that Peachie's state had come infinitely close to that of a "Chosen of the Holy Light." It was only because the Holy Light had not truly come into being that Peachie couldn't form a direct, symbolic connection with it.
But there was no doubt that, in this state of "Holy Radiance Incarnate," Peachie could wield the boundless power bestowed upon her by the Holy Light without the slightest hindrance.
The real question was, why?
The Seed of the Holy Light was still dormant, yet to be born. Although, under "Big Daddy" Murphy's covert maneuvering, several gods had bestowed the symbols of their divine portfolios upon the Holy Light, it