Chapter 308 The Villain Lady Arrives 137
The battle became more intense, and both sides suffered heavy casualties. Although Alice's team was brave, they were limited in number and were fighting on the enemy's home turf, gradually showing signs of fatigue. A young knight was accidentally slashed by a black-robed guard, and blood spurted out, and he fell in a pool of blood. This scene made everyone's heart tighten, and anger and grief intertwined, turning into a stronger fighting will.
"For light! For justice!" Alice shouted loudly, her voice full of determination and unyielding. She knew very well that she could not retreat or hesitate at this moment. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and devoted herself to the magic duel with the black-robed priest.
Seeing this, the black-robed priest sneered. He waved his hands, and the black mist became thicker, as if it was going to swallow up the entire castle. Alice gritted her teeth, concentrated her mind, and used all her strength to cast a powerful light magic. A dazzling light burst out from her body, soaring into the sky, sweeping away the surrounding darkness.
However, just when she thought she was about to win, the black-robed priest suddenly let out a shrill scream. He was surrounded by black air, as if he had turned into a huge dark vortex, swallowing up most of Alice's light magic. Alice only felt a powerful force rushing at her, and her body swayed and she almost fell to the ground.
"Not good!" She was startled and quickly steadied herself. But it was too late. The black-robed priest had already taken the opportunity to launch a counterattack. A black beam of light shot towards Alice like lightning. She was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the beam. She immediately felt a sharp pain spread throughout her body.
"Lady Alice!" The team members exclaimed and rushed towards her. But how could the black-robed priest give them a chance? He waved his hand, and the black mist surged again, separating Alice from the team members.
Alice endured the severe pain and managed to stand firmly. She looked at everything around her that was shrouded in darkness, her heart filled with resentment and anger. She knew that she couldn't fall down like this, otherwise she would not only fail to save the kingdom from the water and fire, but also cause her companions to die.
"God of Light! Please give me strength!" Alice prayed silently in her heart. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and devoted herself to communicating with the God of Light. At this moment, she seemed to hear the response from the God of Light, and a warm and powerful force surged from her body and merged with her.
When she opened her eyes again, they were clear and determined. She raised her magic wand and chanted a spell. A dazzling light shot out from the tip of the wand and rushed towards the black-robed priest. The black-robed priest was horrified and quickly cast all kinds of dark magic to resist. But this time, his magic seemed so fragile in front of Alice's powerful light power.
"No! This is impossible!" The black-robed priest roared in despair. But it was too late to save his life. The light penetrated his defense and swallowed his entire body. With a shrill scream, the black-robed priest turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated into the air.
With the death of the black-robed priest, the rest of the Dark Saints also lost their fighting spirit. They either fled or surrendered, and were soon subdued by Alice's team members one by one. Alice looked at the mess on the ground and her wounded companions with mixed feelings. She knew that this victory was hard-won but also came at a heavy price.
"We won!" Alice announced loudly. Her voice was weak but full of strength and hope. She knew that this victory was not only a major blow to the Dark Church but also an encouragement and inspiration to the people of the kingdom.
"Long live Lady Alice! Long live the Church of Light!" The team members cheered and hugged each other tightly to celebrate this hard-won victory.
As they were immersed in the joy of victory, cheers rose and fell, echoing in the empty castle hall. Alice's face was filled with a long-lost smile, which was a firm belief that light would eventually dispel darkness, and a deep gratitude for the fearless sacrifice of her companions. However, this tranquility and joy did not last long, and an ominous premonition quietly came like a cold wind.
Alice was about to turn around and share the joy of victory with Saint Aidan, but suddenly she noticed a strange fluctuation in the air. Her smile froze instantly, and her eyes swept around, trying to catch the source of the discord. But her attention was still immersed in the carnival of victory, and she failed to react immediately.
At this moment, a cold light silently streaked through the air from behind, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, heading straight for Alice's heart. This light was so fast and hidden that it was almost unnoticeable. Alice only felt a chill running through her spine, but it was too late to dodge.
"Alice!" A cry of surprise cut through the air. It was the anxious and determined voice of Saint Aidan. As if he had foreseen the impending crisis, he rushed towards Alice regardless of everything, opened his arms, and used his body to block her.
"Bang!" A dull crash sounded, and the figure of Saint Aidan swayed slightly, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant. He clenched his teeth, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he still stared at the direction of the attacker, with an unyielding flame burning in his eyes.
"Aidan!" Alice screamed, and she turned around suddenly, only to see that Saint Aidan had taken the fatal blow for her. An unprecedented anger and grief surged in her heart, as if the whole world had lost its color at this moment.
"Who is it? How dare you commit a crime here!" Alice's voice was as cold as ice. She raised her magic wand, and the magic light gathered at the tip of the wand, ready to attack at any time.
The attacker did not show up immediately, but hid in the darkness, sneering. "Humph, the Church of Light is nothing more than this, today is your doom!"
Alice looked around with sharp eyes, trying to find the source of the sound. However, the light in the castle was dim, and the enemy was hiding deliberately, making it difficult for her to lock on the target.
"Don't hide, come out! There's nowhere to hide under the light!" Alice shouted loudly, her voice echoing in the castle with unquestionable majesty.
At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the shadows. He was wearing a black robe, and his face was covered by the shadow of the hood, revealing only a pair of sinister eyes. He held a slender dagger in his hand, and there was still blood of the Son of Aidan on the dagger, which was particularly dazzling.
"Humph, the high priest of the Church of Light is nothing more than this." The black-robed man sneered, "Today is the beginning of your destruction."
Alice held the magic wand tightly, her eyes were sharp, she knew that the person in front of her was no ordinary person. But she also knew that she could not retreat, and she could not let the sacrifice of Saint Aidan go to waste.