"Ouch, my eyes!" -- Some players were blinded by the light.
"Ouch, my ears!" -- One player was deafened by the loud noise.
"Ouch, my foot!" -- A player was stepped on by one of the two types of players in the chaos.
Accompanied by the intense glare of an FPS game flashbang, even players who weren't blind experienced a dizzying sensation.
Even as the intense light gradually faded, a large number of reddish-white afterimages remained in their vision, much like the dark spots left in their field of vision after staring directly at the blazing sun, severely affecting their eyesight.
[ Divine Wings ], already airborne, paid no heed to this; his eyes were fixed only on the Escape Grand Duke York.
[ Nether Crossing ], or rather Sailesi, who had just left the battlefield minutes ago, never expected that [ Whale Tail ], who usually didn't talk much and pretended to be a master, would be so weak.
Hey buddy, why are you lying down?
While there were elements of being ambushed and being at a disadvantage due to elemental advantage, [ Nether Crossing ] believed that if he were [ Whale Tail ], he would have done much better. At least upon realizing that an attacker had appeared behind him, he would have immediately deactivated his Titan form and wouldn't have been rendered helpless by a single blow...
But further words were useless. Seeing the rapidly deteriorating situation, Sailesi couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Although his relationship with the Skeleton Alliance is merely one of mutual exploitation, if all the Alliance's councilors die...
That seems like a good thing.
No, no, no, I can't think like that. If all the councilors in the Alliance are dead, then I'm not far from dying myself.
After much deliberation, Sailesi realized there was truly no better option than to act immediately.
The Skeleton Alliance can be weak, but not too weak, otherwise they will face the problem of switching sides again.
Talented individuals like myself, who aspire to high-level management positions right from the start, obviously cannot be vetted by powerful figures. Therefore, the two sides are truly interdependent.
After a brief period of mental preparation, Sailesi finally rejoined the battlefield.
A blood-red cluster of spider lilies condensed on his chest, its intangible, Psionic Energy fragrance spreading across the entire battlefield.
York escaped by using the shadows, and in order to avoid being attacked by the light of the [ Divine Wings ], he could not jump too far at once, otherwise he would be intercepted in the air.
So...
The fragrance of flowers filled the air, and Sailesi confirmed that the subconscious of the entire battlefield was already within the coverage of [ Dream of Rebirth ]. He could now manipulate the skeleton soldiers below to a certain extent, especially their unconscious behavior.
He stood in mid-air, carefully searching for the ghostly figure that was darker than a normal Shadow, and suddenly made a separating gesture with his hands.
One of the skeleton soldiers on the battlefield was instantly locked onto, and the skeleton soldiers around him immediately began to push and shove each other back as if they had encountered a ferocious beast.
But all the skeleton soldiers were still looking at the Blood Corpse not far away, seemingly unaware that they had deviated from their intended course.
In less than a breath, a clearing several meters wide appeared around the locked-on skeleton soldier.
Meanwhile, Grand Duke York was hiding in the writhing shadow beneath the skeleton soldier's feet.
A beam of light shot out from [ Divine Wings ]'s hand. York, who was prepared, immediately performed a Shadow Jump, and the darkness merged back into the shadow. He barely managed to dodge the attack.
The skeleton soldier that was targeted wasn't so lucky.
An ordinary skeleton soldier is practically worthless in front of a High Tier senator.
It was instantly torn apart and burned by the intense light, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and dissipating on the battlefield.
Upon witnessing the power of the beam from [ Divine Wings ], York, who was being pursued by Sailesi and [ Divine Wings ], seemed to have become a cat that had reacted to an attack, and his movements were like those of a dolphin constantly leaping out of the water.
As the darkness continued to dart through, [ Divine Wings ] clenched his fists, and the six wings on his back, which had been very hazy, began to solidify little by little into wings made of crystal clusters.
Is there an alliance between the vampire grand dukes?
That's interesting.
"Snort."
[ Divine Wings ] gave a soft snort; the current situation was within his expectations.
If [ Nether Crossing ] could summon reinforcements to surround and kill Rosalind, what's so strange about Rosalind summoning reinforcements?
Although vampires never cooperate, that's precisely why the possibility cannot be ignored.
Despite having considered many possibilities, [ Divine Wings ] was still shocked by York's destructive power.
From the moment that drop of pure darkness fell to the moment he forced York away, only a few seconds had passed. [ Divine Wings ] believed that he had reacted quickly enough to detect the anomaly.
Even so, the Whale Tail was still severely damaged.
York's thrust from the darkness carried a unique power, and with just that one strike, [ Whale Tail ]'s fighting strength was reduced by more than half.
At this moment, the senator [ Whale Tail ] had completely shed his Psionic Energy Manifestation state, like a half-dead fish returning to a riverbed that had been refilled with water, lying in wait for the next opportunity.
While other council members might need to use Psionic Energy Manifestation to boost morale, [ Divine Wings ] has absolutely no need to do so.
His mere existence radiates a powerful light, like a second sun.
So as long as he continues to emit light, the soldiers will know of his presence, and their morale will not drop.
Watching York leap through the shadows, [ Divine Wings ] approached the "water curtain" that was beginning to melt.
The water curtain, several meters thick, had now completely frozen, becoming a genuine ice shell.
Ice is precisely the material [ Divine Wings ] currently requires.
He reached out and pressed his hand onto the translucent ice shell. With a sudden burst of force, the entire ice sphere covering the battlefield instantly collapsed, turning into countless glittering crystal fragments.
Meanwhile, [ Divine Wings ] no longer looked at the running York. The three pairs of crystal-clustered wings on his back bent forward, enveloping his completely crystallized skeletal body and forming a giant "egg".
This egg-shaped luminous sphere only charged up its energy for a moment before bursting forth with unparalleled brilliance.
The intense light, which was originally evenly distributed, became even more dazzling under the refraction of the Shattered ice shell, with patches of light of varying intensity scattered throughout the battlefield.
York, lurking in the shadows, was witnessing such a terrifying ability for the first time—at least it was terrifying to him.
York can move freely in the shadows, but the price is that the Blood Corpse of his lineage are far more afraid of sunlight than other lineages.
While he himself wouldn't be scorched by the blazing sun he saw every day, fighting during the day still weakened him somewhat.
More importantly, he had never seen such a radiance as that emitted by the [ Divine Wings ].
This put the Grand Duke under unprecedented pressure, a pressure he hadn't felt in a millennium.