My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2677 -893: For That Light, Draw Your Blade and Shine!

And the symbol of the solar purification by Sun God Kulkan, who already had a request for Murphy, had been early placed upon the Holy Light.

The seed of faith in the subspace indeed has not yet birthed a clear visage, and on the road to god creation it is merely in the first phase of “newbie player,” yet this guy is a despicable “big spender,” not just a small spender, with four major sponsors behind him, it’s like he built a villa at the crossroads of fate.

This is truly the meaning of winning at the finish line.

Thus, all these coincidences or perhaps plots from some Dog Planner secretly nurturing, work like the hands of fate, weaving countless threads around the Holy Light, who is already famed in the divine circles before being born, and all these pushes converge now, shaping a miracle that should not have appeared.

“Help me! Mister Holy Light!”

Biqi’s shout in the absolute darkness was like a gentle hammer, crossing the barriers of the material world, Star Realm, and subspace through faith’s connection, knocking softly on the sleeping and confused seed of the Holy Light, gently saying to him:

“Wake the hell up and let’s rock!”

“Buzz”

Like the dream guarding all that is beautiful and hopeful fluttering lightly, or like the lazy fellow turning over in bed, more like a “wish machine” yet to awaken self-consciousness mumbling a dream.

All in all, with a response akin to a startled instinct, under Biqi’s wide-eyed gaze, Murphy was dumbfounded, as he drew the Solar Blade ready to deal a heavy blow to The Master of Hunting, Kudell suddenly sensed something and turned his head, in the background of The Master of Hunting’s crazed laughter anticipating destruction…

A ray of light quietly fell.

No grand manifestation or dazzling appearance, nor any earth-shattering feat.

Just an ordinary flash of light emerging from the gloomy sky, like a fiery blade splitting darkness, descending upon Biqi from above, and wherever that modest golden glow reached, the blood rain sent down by The Master of Hunting evaporated entirely, as if burned by the heavenly fire from the Sun God, dispersing the battlefield’s chill instantly.

“Wow!”

Golden Peach, who had no idea what happened, exclaimed “Goddamn.”

In the next breath, as she bathed in the terminus of the falling light, a triangular Sacred Emblem adorned with golden holy runes suddenly lit up behind Biqi, then countless light points transformed into burning golden wings adorning Golden Peach’s back.

“Wow…”

Following Biqi, the Great Knight Uther, claiming to be a “light-cast vampire,” shouted out in shock, what did he see? Isn’t this the classic pose of old Vilen? Moreover, how come Miss Actress suddenly learned to sprout wings!

“Wow?”

Murphy failed to hold the Solar Blade, dropping it to the ground, voicing an incomprehensible, utterly confused cry, according to his intel, wasn’t the Holy Light yet to be fully sculpted?

How can it descend with might like this?

Now that’s truly cheating!

“Wow?!”

Always demanding himself with the virtue of a classical knight, even after becoming a vampire still adhering to the knightly code, Grandpa Kudell saw his granddaughter “stance herself as saintly” for the first time in a hundred years, burst out in coarse language.

“Wow???”

In the holy land filled with the Eastern Holy Spirit’s power, the self-proclaimed most outstanding theologian on the continent, The Grand Duke of Triss, was clutching his head and screamed inelegantly as if a “Holy Light Dragon Car” shattered his worldview.

“Wow… Ah, behold! The Light of Saint Ray has created the first miracle on earth!”

On a silent battlefield, still, the Eastern Holy Spirit kept it stable, forcefully swallowing back the latter half of the impending exclamation “divine awe.”

Why else can one be the new god’s leader?

To be the leader, one must stand firm and composed at critical moments.

With the enigmatic manifestation of the Holy Light, oblivious to what transpired, the Eastern Holy Spirit swiftly responded, promptly retracting all divine power previously infused in LiWen to prevent this half-dragon lady from having her body burned by the purified divine force, even accidentally slipped in a divine-level healing onto LiWen.

Not only did it immediately cure her blindness, but also, perhaps due to shock-induced clumsiness, blessed her a tad too much which made LiWen grow dragon horns and a tail…

Alright.

It prematurely triggered her Calum Dragon Descendant bloodline.

Not entirely a bad thing, at least next time when requiring LiWen to “manifest before people,” the Holy Spirit need not worry about the Dragon Lady failing to withstand the force, burning herself out.

“Guide the shocked chosen one, let her wisely wield this valuable power, she has only one chance to swing the blade!”

Ao’s reminder echoed in LiWen’s ears.

This timely reminder prompted LiWen to step forward, shaking the decidedly uncomfortable dragon tail, disappearing amidst the clouds and rain, only to reappear beside the perplexed “Holy Light Biki.”

She grasped Biqi’s wrist, gently saying:

“Do not reject this force, it is a divine revelation the Holy Light molds through your hand on earth; you have only one chance to swing the blade, and the Holy Spirit has marked the weakest field of force of The Master of Hunting for me…”