Light Missile!

Mortus's expression turned cold.

Of the other three chief gods, the one he despised most was Audela.

One ruled death, while the other stood for light and order. Their divine powers repelled each other, and even their followers in the mortal world had never gotten along.

Hadn't the human who tried to pray to Audela during his challenge this morning already died?

Mortus's pitch-black eyes settled on Plucking Flowers and Seeking Willows.

There had been no trace of Audela on this Soul Remnant before.

Yet in just a few seconds, he had become a follower of the Goddess of Light?

Mortus looked at Ling Chu.

Where had she gotten a divinely bestowed inheritance?

Sss—

The Light Mage Ring was still at work.

The golden-white barrier ground against the Death Shackles. Fine cracks began to spread across the black chains, which had once looked as solid as iron.

Ling Chu raised the Blade of White Bones and struck one of the cracks with precision.

The black chain shuddered.

The Blade of White Bones could deal real damage to incorporeal undead. Shackles formed from pure death energy could not completely stop its edge either.

A second slash fell.

Crack!

The Death Shackles snapped completely, dissolving into a cloud of black mist.

The remaining chains had already been weakened by the Light Mage Ring. Ling Chu slashed again and again, severing them all.

With nothing holding him up, Plucking Flowers and Seeking Willows staggered to his knees.

He gulped down air. It took him a long while to find his voice.

"You..."

Plucking Flowers and Seeking Willows looked up at Ling Chu, his expression conflicted.

"Why did you help me?"

They had been fighting to the death just minutes ago. Now Ling Chu had not only saved his life but also handed him