At two hundred meters long, the giant ghost ship was fairly large even compared to the twenty-meter-tall Holy Light construct.
Scaled down to ordinary human proportions, it was a boat seventeen or eighteen meters long.
One person trying to smash a boat that big would collapse from exhaustion before getting the job done.
But that was assuming an ordinary boat and an ordinary person.
The Holy Light countered all evil powers.
And it countered death perfectly.
Thus, the giant ghost ship, with its death attribute, was utterly fragile before the large Holy Light construct.
Watching her precious ship rapidly fall apart, Helya grew an entire size larger in her fury.
Helya's body was her soul made tangible.
As for how large she wanted to swell, that depended entirely on her mood.
To support her precious ghost ship, she expanded her body to over two hundred meters tall, trying to intimidate the powerful Holy Light energy being.
But the large Holy Light construct was not buying it.
A body made of energy and soul was all empty bulk, no matter how large it swelled.
As for Helya's hideous, terrifying appearance, it paid that even less heed.
This ugly woman with no strength was like a low-level zombie enemy in a Resident Evil game.
She looked frightening, but a casual shot was all it took to solve the problem.
Of course, Helya certainly was not that weak!
But defeating the large Holy Light construct was still impossible.
The Golden Beam the large Holy Light construct fired with a raised hand set nearly half the body of this Reaper who ruled the Vrykul afterlife ablaze.
Helya screamed over and over as the Holy Light burned her.
She stopped maintaining this inflated body of hollow grandeur.
As her body rapidly shrank, death energy suppressed