Divine Might Like Prison

"He's here!" Adrian's expression instantly turned grave. He even felt somewhat suffocated.

Under these circumstances, his vigilance rose to the utmost extreme.

Then his mind stirred, and streaks of green appeared in midair. This green rapidly gathered, and most of the elemental power in the surroundings was about to fall under his control.

He possessed a stat value of 980, and at this moment, through spiritual spell techniques, that multiplier was raised to around five times.

With a full eruption of more than 4,000 points, the elements throughout the entire field immediately became sluggish.

From this move alone, it was clear that these people truly deserved to be called The Church's elite.

After all, even the Clown Emperor, as a Demon Lord with a stat value of 3,600, could only produce a conventional output of just over 7,000.

To wield a stat value just shy of 1,000 and produce an output of over 4,000—this was absolutely genius among geniuses.

Not merely the pervert Hays described as someone who only liked married women.

Yet the next moment, a heartbeat sounded, and the formerly still elements began to pulse along with it.

Because of the connection between the elements and the human body, their own hearts began beating in tandem.

The sensation of having their hearts gripped tightly in someone's hand was far too vivid, filling them with unprecedented terror.

It was not as though they had never fought powerful enemies before, but they had never encountered anything like this.

It was as if Naimus's status had already far surpassed theirs.

"How is this possible?!" Alice furrowed her brows, a savage expression surfacing on her exquisite face.

And the more that happened, the more powerful Alice's aura became.

``` Trait—"Strength Is Beauty!!": You are strong because you are beautiful, and beautiful because