After the black, slimy tentacles melted away, the spinal javelin fired by Ansel's Vengeful Soul was also neutralized and destroyed by the Holy Light bullets Zong Shen flung out with a wave of his hand.
In the Holy Spirit State, Zong Shen gained a ranged attack with a range of 100 meters.
With every gesture, he was like a Holy Light artillery platform. Coupled with his boosted attack speed, he could fire dozens of Holy Light bullets per minute to bombard his targets.
Although the Holy Light form deprived his damage of the [Strength] attribute's bonus, the 400% additional damage and more than doubled output efficiency meant his actual destructive power was no weaker than before.
Moreover, once Zong Shen transformed into a Holy Spirit, both the Vengeful Soul and the Blood Burn Demon were instinctively suppressed.
Deep within their consciousness, they envied and detested Holy Light, let alone Holy Light with such immense power.
Holy Light and the undead and demons were like water and fire.
Water and fire were incompatible, but given equal amounts, water held an absolute advantage.
It was not difficult to use a bowl of water to extinguish a flame of the same size.
What was more, if they were truly compared, Zong Shen was a large bucket of water, while Ansel and Banahar were two tiny candle flames. The gap between them was that vast.
The last time he had transformed into the Holy Spirit form was when he subdued Little Blackie.
At the time, the suppressive relationship between the two sides had not been so obvious.
Zong Shen soared proudly into the air, Holy Light swirling around both hands as he madly bombarded Ansel and Banahar at a rate of four or five shots per second.
Each Holy Light bullet was about the