The reddish sword hovered above Philix’s head, shielding him from the purple-colored bolts of thunder.


    The heavenly sword trembled continuously, making it difficult for the five bolts of thunder to continue


    falling.


    Nash releasedrge amounts of inner energy from his right-hand finger and used it to stabilize the


    heavenly sword.


    Ster gulped. “Nash… How should I assist you…”


    “Shut up!”


    “Alright!”


    Ster sealed his lips and stared at the terrifying thunder.


    Was this a magic technique that priests used?


    Even martial artists like Zakariah would not be able to withstand that power, right?


    Nash soon used up all his inner energy, and his heavenly sword began trembling slightly.


    The five bolts of thunder also weakened slightly.


    Nash bit his tongue and spat out a bloody wad of mist.


    The bloody mist formed an image of the heavenly sword.


    Boom!


    The five thunderbolts shattered into pieces.


    At the same time.


    Somewhere in the middle of nowhere


    up


    North.


    Inside a straw hut.


    A priest wearing a yellow-colored robe sat in front of an altar and spat out a mouthful of blood.


    He opened his eyes in horror, and a solemn expression appeared on his face as he muttered, “As


    expected of Jonathan Calcraft’s apprentice. His skills are a force to be reckoned with!”


    When he finished his sentence, he grabbed several pieces of parchment paper from the table and


    muttered to himself as he tossed them toward the candles on the altar.


    The paper soon burned into ashes. The old priest reached below the altar and retrieved a dustpan filled


    with voodoo dolls.


    When he scattered the ashes on the dolls, they actually stood up.


    —


    Outside the Zell’s mansion.


    Over twenty of the killers were dead.


    Meanwhile, almost all of the Martial Arts Association’s grandmasters and the Quiet Winds Church’s


    red-robed priests were dead.


    Cillian’s longsword pierced through the Terranova ninja’s heart.


    The Terranova ninja copsed to the ground.


    The other killers hurriedly backed away when they noticed what was happening.


    The Blood Fiends had failed their second assassination mission.


    Lloyd and Zakariah had sustained multiple injuries, and they heaved sighs of relief when they saw the


    killers’ leader had finally fallen.


    However, just then…


    The already dead killers got to their feet abruptly.


    One of them, who had had their head cut off, even bent down to pick their head up so they could re-


    attach it to their neck.


    Zakariah stared at the killers in horror as he stuttered, “What… What’s going on?”


    The Terranova ninja also got to his feet again.


    Cillian narrowed his eyes as he stated, “Corpse Controlling Spell…”


    Lloyd wiped a hand over his eyebrows, which were sopping wet because of the rain, and asked in


    horror, “There are still people practicing this sort of dark magic?”


    Zakariah asked, “What dark magic? Are these people alive or dead?”


    Father Lloyd exined, “These people are dead, but there’s someone else controlling their bodies now.


    The spellcaster soaked straw in these killers’ blood and then used said straw to make voodoo dolls.


    When they die, their corpses can be controlled and used to continue attacking by drawing the corpse-


    controlling rune!”


    Zakariah had no idea what Lloyd was talking about and asked in a panic, “Aren’t you guys priests?


    Can’t you undo the Corpse Controlling Spell?”


    Lloyd shook his head, “This is a high-level spell, and we can’t undo it because our skills aren’t that


    advanced yet. Besides, the National Association of Priests has long since banned the usage of the


    Corpse Controlling Spell. There are very few people who know it!”


    The Terranova ninja tightened his grip on hisbat sword and once again attacked Cillian.


    This time, the Terranova ninja was fighting with absolutely no regard for his own life.


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    No matter how many times Cillian shed his sword at the Terranova ninja, he did not deflect the


    attacks but chose to continue attacking instead.


    St!


    When Cillian managed to stab the Terranova ninja, their sword also found their way into Cillian’s chest.


    Cillian kicked the Terranova ninja aside and bit on his finger before wiping it across his sword.


    A faint white glow emitted from the longsword before a terrifying st of sword aura erupted from it.


    The Terranova ninja did not attempt to dodge and allowed the sword aura to wash over him. At the


    same time, he threw hisbat sword toward Cillian with all his might.