Chapter 663 - 661: Turmoil of Phil
The demons, weaker than those underground, even with their strong regenerative abilities, are no match for Hilia’s eyes that can see through their weak points.
Hilia has never been one to stand by and let demons rampage through the city before taking action.
If the conditions allow, she prefers to end things early.
She never had that chance before, but now that it’s here, she wants to enjoy it.
Hilia didn’t know Rose was hoping the Elf Royal Court would recognize her. Of course, she didn’t use the same magic as underground nor did she show similar habits.
In the underground, she would lay the field so the entire area was filled with icy vapor and ice layers, then use ice spikes to finish off the demons.
But now, she directly applied magic onto the demons, freezing them in a way that seemed more like binding than freezing, killing them with a tiny ice needle, which was so small that it was hard to spot from afar.
It was as if wherever Hilia went, all the demons suddenly froze, and the next moment, they turned into their original minerals, falling to the ground.
All the demons rushing in were like moths to a flame.
This scene left everyone at Forest City with mouths agape in astonishment.
Bastuya and the mages he invited were also left dumbstruck.
"Could it be that these demons are actually so weak?"
"It seems that way. Miss Xiluo’s magic power fluctuations aren’t strong, indicating she’s not using high-level magic."
"Have we been deceived?"
"How did the Royal Court Guard let such weak demons breach the lines?"
"Did they send ordinary troops to fight the demons?"
"..."
The discussions on the city wall were heated, and Phil also looked on with admiration.
"After reaching the fourth rank, Hilia’s combat prowess has left others far behind."
At the first and second ranks, the combat differences in the Holy Maidens weren’t substantial, almost depending on the strength of their magic puppets, except for Hilia, who is an ’exception.’
Once at the third rank, the gaps further narrowed, with Hilia becoming the main C of the Holy Maiden Squad, her ice element magic overwhelming, only unable to heal but capable of everything else.
Of course, Hilia wasn’t only proficient in ice element magic; she also mastered holy magic, making her quite versatile now...
Phil couldn’t help but feel envious of Hilia.
"People have always said Hilia got a blessing from the gods. If only I could receive a god’s blessing too..."
The girl was quite frustrated about why others were blessed by the gods while she frequently attracted the attention of the Evil God.
Phil had often wanted to tell others about Rose’s attention on her, but ultimately... she couldn’t muster the courage.
Not because she was afraid of her own trouble, but she feared trouble for others.
According to the Holy Court’s records on the Evil God’s powers, those aware of His existence would also gain His attention. If His information was spread recklessly, it would cause pollution and lead to madness...
Except for those He proactively takes notice of.
In other words, once her encounter with Rose was disclosed to others, they might have descended into madness, just like those long-term corrupt heretics, gradually losing sanity and finally dying.
Actually, it wasn’t just Phil with such thinking; back when Hilia inadvertently summoned Rose, she didn’t report it due to the same concerns.
Rose was aware of this, acting as if ignorant.
Benovia was rather special; she took the initiative to make contact.
"Hilia received a god’s blessing, Benovia supposedly received one too... but there’s something wrong with her blessing that might be false, or she might have gotten a blessing from the Evil God... even Hilia might have received a blessing from the Evil God..."
Once Phil thought about Rose, various chaotic thoughts began to form in her mind.
Despite the reality or possibility, her confirmed and unconfirmed conjectures emerged.
Then a tempting voice came by her ear.
"Do you wish to become strong like her?"
The familiar voice instantly made Phil tense up.
Stiffening her neck, she slowly turned her head.
But there was nothing to see.
"Hehe... I am within your soul; naturally, you can’t see me."
"Soul?"
Phil’s face turned pale.
"I ask you, do you want powerful strength like hers? You merely need to answer yes or no."
"No." Phil quickly steadied her mind and firmly refused.
Much firmer than Hilia had been.
Rose smiled slightly, "Incorrect answer, you do want it."
Phil’s strong refusal instantly turned to bewilderment.
Why ask me then...?
"If you could get Haroldias’s relic, maybe you could resist me, provided you can obtain it. Good luck."
Phil’s heart involuntarily started panicking.
In reality.
The god’s relic she mentioned was partly guided by Rose, but she also admittedly sensed a trace of Haroldias’s intention from the void. Phil was certain it belonged to the God of Life and Death among the Twelve Main Gods, which made her rush over without hesitation.
However, obtaining a Main God’s relic wasn’t so easy.
Entering might result in not retrieving a relic but a god’s descent ceremony, where the deity’s soul directly descends upon Phil, replacing her life.
The God of Life and Death treats non-divine beings calmly, but it doesn’t mean he’s kind; it’s merely equal treatment, underneath which lies the high barriers.
Rose watched Phil, stuck in a dilemma and uncertainty, and refrained from speaking.
His sudden words were merely to tease Phil; he wasn’t intending to intervene—although he already had.
Long after.
Hilia returned victorious, carrying a victor’s smile, slowly descending upon the city wall.
Amidst the crowd’s praises and admiration, she swiftly searched and soon found Rose’s faintly visible silhouette, mentally claiming credit, "How about it, Lord Rose? My purification speed is fast, right?"
"So-so." Rose nodded.
"Hehehe."
Hilia beamed widely.
After casually acknowledging Bastuya and others’ compliments, she suddenly noticed Phil staring into the distance with an odd look.
She couldn’t help but walk over and wave her hand in front of Phil.
"Phil, are you okay?"
Phil came out of her daze, seeing Hilia, she quickly grasped Hilia’s hand.
"Hilia, come with me, I have something to tell you."
"What’s so urgent?"
"About..."
Away from the crowd, Phil lowered her voice.
"The relic matter."