Chapter 9: A Loss for Both Sides

A series of enhancement and defense spells were instantly generated around Uma’s body. Although the spatial seal imposed significant restrictions on him, it could not prevent him from protecting his own body. By now, Uma had given up any hope of luck. The power of the Light Church’s saints had made him realize that it was no accident that the Light Church had once completely destroyed the Dark Holy Church—its formidable strength could still be glimpsed even today.

As the jade-white scroll was unrolled, a massive disturbance swept through the entire space. The flowing light spread out instantly, rapidly forming a huge vortex-like funnel of light mist that firmly trapped Uma, who was still struggling desperately, at its center. The mist began to spin violently, and the screeching sound generated by the intense friction between the mist and the air was almost enough to pierce one’s eardrums.

A powerful infiltrating force wrapped around Uma like a cocoon, tightening layer by layer, with increasing intensity and clarity. Even Uma’s own formidable Dark Demon Shield, considered the strongest among the dark forces, could not resist this infiltration by the light magic. The relentless erosive force stripped away the dark magic of the Shield layer by layer—a scenario utterly unimaginable for Uma. The dark magic, usually proud of its ability to erode and devour, was now being repelled by the light force. This phenomenon was extremely strange.

But now, Uma had no time to wonder what kind of magic was emanating from the opponent’s scroll. His top priority was to resist the light magic that continued to seep into his body. If this exceptionally pure light magic reached his core, it would mean the destruction of both his body and soul. Although he had already activated his countermeasures, Uma realized how grave his mistake was: this magic was cast through the scroll, with all its power originating from the scroll rather than the magician himself. This might not have mattered under normal circumstances, but at this moment, it proved fatal. It seemed too late to regret now.

Before Malderno’s smile completely faded, he sensed something unusual around him. Being cautious, he had already set up monitoring spells around himself. When a dark aura appeared ten meters behind him, he knew that another dark monster was about to attack him.

A series of luminous shields were released around Maldeno’s body, enveloping him tightly. Meanwhile, the cautious Maldeno still used spatial teleportation techniques to swiftly move around, thereby minimizing direct attacks from his opponent and reducing the strain on his protective shields. It could be said that Maldeno had considered every worst-case scenario, yet he still found himself underestimating that seemingly doomed necromancer.

A compact figure flashed past Maldeno like a whirlwind. As Maldeno was astonished by his opponent’s precise tracking ability, he was horrified to discover that his prideful protective shields had been silently pierced by a single strike!

Even though he was suffering under the oppressive pressure of the dark mist, Uma couldn’t help but smirk. The power of the Soul Devouring Dwarf couldn’t be resisted by just one or two protective shields. Its indestructible hands were forged through countless trials with Soul Sand, capable of easily piercing even solid physical armor, let alone ordinary magical shields.

Maldeno paid a heavy price for his arrogance. He hadn’t paid attention to the shadow that came with Uma, and the Dwarf’s eerie killing move nearly cost him his life in that round. That silent strike effortlessly pierced his triple shields. Although the shields, filled with holy light, also subjected the Dark Hand to three layers of sacred illumination, it was not enough to stop that fierce blow!

Rolling to the ground in a spin, clumps of black blood spat out from Maldeno’s open mouth. His grayish face grew pale, his eyes losing all life as his vitality drained rapidly.

Just as Maldeno was on the verge of death, Uma was also paying the price for his impulsiveness. A powerful light-based net had trapped him tightly. The continuously contracting light net acted like invisible shackles, pressing deep into Uma’s body, with each strand piercing like a scorching steel needle into his very essence, burning away his dark core.

By the time Komer received Uma’s distress message, he had already successfully activated the Wrath of the Water God to suppress that fire wall. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Uma’s plea reached his mind, and in an instant, Komer understood the crisis Uma was in.

The Supreme Light Net!

The strange name derived from an ancient text may sound rather awkward, but it is indeed a genuine sacred spell of the Light Church. No wonder this fool has become so deeply entangled in it!
Sighing deeply, Komer couldn’t help but lament having met such a poor choice. After finally entrusting this guy with an important task and seeing victory within reach, they ran into such trouble. It was obvious that this guy would expose himself and give the enemy the chance to capture him; otherwise, no matter how powerful the Supreme Light Net was, it could never be unleashed aimlessly.
Once the Supreme Light Net was released, breaking free from it was almost impossible. This pure sacred spell was designed specifically to target the undead race—once trapped, there was no hope of escape. If not for the body he had given her, which still provided some protection, Uma would have long been annihilated by the Light Net.
Uma needed a path out—only by opening one for her could he escape the Light Net. But under these circumstances, how could such a path be created? Komer knew he didn’t have much time left. The two sides on the battlefield were at a stalemate, and as their magical battles reached a standoff, it was now time for their combat forces to step forward—this was the real battlefield!
With a wave, he signaled the still-pale Clarence to come over. After a few whispered words, Clarence’s face lit up with incredulous joy. The sudden good news was almost beyond his belief, and his intense excitement made his whole body tremble. He believed Komer would never deceive him at this moment, for there was no doubt about it. Although it required him to take significant risks, Clarence thought it was well worth it.