Supreme Gift

Snap—

Colin raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

The chains binding the "Holy Chrism Army," which had pierced it so thoroughly it was almost like a sieve, exploded in an instant, blasting it directly into a pile of fragments.

It was dead beyond any doubt.

"After fusing with the power left behind by 'Eternal Day' and several other 'Great Old Ones,' it seems I've become much stronger again."

Colin silently assessed himself. If this had been a few months ago, he definitely would not have been able to do this so easily.

But now, killing a "Holy Chrism Army" felt like performing a surgery from beginning to end—he had barely even had to show himself.

His strength had not increased by a full hundred percent, but it had risen by at least fifty percent.

Of course, with the buff the "system" had set up not long ago, his current strength was at least double what it had been before.

At this moment, as time passed, more and more monsters gathered around the outskirts, and Colin—as well as the territory—began to get busy.

It was not just the Lord-level Aberrations. Those ordinary aberrant lifeforms might not have been particularly strong, but their numbers were astonishing. When a vast swarm charged forward all at once, they were still extremely troublesome.

Now, nearly every inch of land around the outer perimeter above the Temple of Suffering was crowded with aberrant creatures.

Even though missiles falling here from time to time cleared out the area, every gap was immediately filled after the explosions.

Amid the unceasing battle, the only good news Colin could think of was that the Aberrations now did not seem able to resurrect like they had during the "Black Night event."

"Hm? Does this mean the 'Pain Bearer' is