The battle in Rainbow Grass Heaven lasted roughly three days and three nights.
Although many pseudo-Legendaries were present, the Church of Light's two Legendary holy spirits were no pushovers. If the Church had fashioned holy spirit bodies for them, they certainly had some skill.
The warrior knew every kind of weapon inside out. The greatsword in his hands could transform into all manner of weapons at any moment, each bearing a sacred enchantment. Every strike unleashed a wave of holy flame.
His attacks were broad and sweeping, with little finesse, yet they could cleave the sky and earth.
When he wielded twin blades against two pseudo-Legendaries and one true Legendary, the terrifying blade storm put even the surrounding plants under immense pressure, tearing up an entire layer of turf.
Outside this place, that blade storm alone would probably have cut down the two pseudo-Legendaries.
Kermoyer and Oak were affected too, but their armor granted them regenerative abilities. Wounds healed the moment they appeared. Those suits of armor, which looked as though they existed to show off their physiques, offered astonishing defense and regeneration.
With Kroya occasionally casting defensive spells from the sidelines, the two charged in recklessly, utterly immersed in the thrill of battle-the intoxicating pleasure of charging ahead without having to worry about anything else.
They had gone from barely holding their own to fighting with ease, as though they had adapted to the rhythm and were learning through combat.
The two Legendary holy spirits had essentially become training dummies. They could only endure the humiliation and fight back, with no chance of escape.
The spatial domain formed by Rainbow Grass Heaven was incredibly stable. Even spatial shock bombs or Legendary spells probably could not have shaken it.
They really have been influenced by Ares's power, Kroya thought. He