Through his connection with Ivy, Kroya soon found Mifein locked in a bitter struggle-even with eternal magic power and Iris's concealment, this recipient of death and earth's blessings seemed to have the worst luck.
When Kroya found him, a woman in pure white robes was beating him back relentlessly. Terrifying waves of holy magic battered him like a violent storm, leaving him no room to breathe.
"Hmm?"
"This is... a barrier." As Kroya approached, he clearly sensed that the female holy spirit was deliberately isolating her battle with Mifein.
Thus, even though Kroya could already see the storm of holy light, he could feel no magical fluctuations.
A holy spirit concealing a fight with an outsider within her own lord's Divine Kingdom was truly extraordinary.
Did she have something in mind?
It was this curiosity that kept Kroya from unleashing powerful magic right away. Instead, he slipped inside and quietly piled a whole stack of blessings onto Mifein.
"Blessing of Courage!"
"Blessing of Dawn!"
"Solar Spring!"
In an instant, Mifein lit up in so many different colors that he looked like a lantern display. With those blessings, he immediately reversed his losing position and began overwhelming the female holy spirit instead.
His recent travels had clearly sharpened his combat experience considerably, and his control over the powers of death and life had become more assured.
He swung his scythe with such ferocity that it seemed about to tear space apart. The auras of death and life intertwined behind him, where a vast figure in black robes seemed to be faintly taking shape.
Yet what that figure held did not seem to be a scythe, but... a bident. Gleaming with black light, the bident in her hand radiated terrifying divine power that made one tremble.
The moment she appeared, the surrounding