Yvette frowned slightly. Although she had confirmed the General’s true identity, he was not physically present, using Requiem Priest Hoyle’s body instead. She couldn’t just kill Hoyle; not only would it weigh heavily on her conscience due to the needless slaughter of innocents, but finding someone to settle the mercenary contract afterward would also be a significant problem.
Sighing at this realization, Yvette decided to leave directly.
She intended to physically infiltrate the police station in Fushijiang to check the surveillance cameras in the area, hoping to uncover the hiding place of the mastermind, “Lind Benedict.” Otherwise, every time she faced the undead he controlled would waste her time.
It wasn’t until she tested the wind element spells that she experienced the immense power of a million-level spell for the first time, which was quite astonishing.
Particularly, this setup seemed to be targeting her directly, which left her even more surprised.
At that moment, with a loud crash, the back door of the cathedral was kicked open by a horde of skeletons.
Such a ruckus! None of the patrolling acolytes at the Soulfire Cathedral showed up; it was as if they had all fallen into a deep sleep. In that instant, the entire massive Soulfire Cathedral, along with its surrounding woods and gardens, transformed into a playground for the undead. Yvette stood alone, the only mortal who had mistakenly walked into the realm of the dead.
Casting a cold glance at the General, Yvette prepared to take flight, but just as she summoned the wind element beneath her feet, it abruptly dissipated.
“An anti-fly zone?” she muttered to herself.
“Indeed, the anti-fly zone has been activated. You are trapped,” the General scoffed mockingly.The anti-fly zone was a million-level super spell centered around large casting units, acting as a unique “magic circle” or “taboo” of the originating civilization.
By installing massive casting units underground throughout the city, they could enclose entire districts like a fence, activating them with a large amount of magical energy to prevent aerial movement. This was achieved by disrupting all wind elements in the area, causing spells relying on them to collapse, while simultaneously applying a force field spell to restrict airborne states.
After several attempts to levitate or summon wind blades, all ended in failure. For the first time, Yvette experienced the overwhelming might of a million-level spell, leaving her both surprised and intrigued.
Especially since this spell appeared to be tailored specifically against her, she found herself even more astonished.
While she was testing the various effects of wind element spells, the cathedral’s back door burst open with a loud bang.
In such a chaotic scene, the patrolling acolytes had not made an appearance, leaving the entire Soulfire Cathedral, along with the surrounding woods and garden, transformed into a playground for the undead, with Yvette being the sole unfortunate mortal who stumbled into this realm.
Casting a sidelong glance at the coldly smiling General, Yvette stepped out of the confessional room and stood in the vast corridor of the cathedral.
Across the corridor, the skeletal soldiers had surged in. Their eye sockets burned with ghostly green flames, charging toward her on all fours. Their mouths opened and closed, making clattering sounds reminiscent of waves crashing against the shore.
Weighing her options, Yvette decided to draw a lightning whip from a nearby runic circle, swinging it with a flick of her wrist as it extended into a whip of over ten meters in length.
Lightning and fire elements were the most effective against undead creatures. Since the flood of skeletons would be virtually endless, she aimed to conserve her magical energy during the battle.
Although she had plenty of magic, she was unsure of the traps the General had set up. The skeleton army was likely just the simplest obstacle.
Charging forward against the tidal wave of skeletons, Yvette lashed out with her lightning whip, watching as a multitude of skeletons shrieked in agony, emitting wisps of blue smoke.
From a spell specification standpoint, if the Reincarnation High Priest were indeed a confirmed level five mage, the spells he wielded could reach 100,000 specifications, placing him on par with Yvette.
Of course, Yvette possessed an immense amount of knowledge, seamlessly integrating the five elemental spells, in addition to a magical capacity and spirit strength that surpassed that of ordinary mages, providing her with a significant advantage in terms of numerical value.
However, the General also had his strengths. Firstly, he wasn’t present in person, which alleviated any safety concerns. Secondly, he commanded the undead magic that Yvette had little knowledge of while also having familiarity with Yvette’s elemental spells, granting him an information disadvantage.
Moreover, they were within the Soulfire Cathedral, where he had the upper hand, and it was possible that external reinforcements from police, military, or the Holy Spirit Sect’s protection forces could arrive swiftly.
If the area surrounding the cathedral were to become completely encircled, he could wield his position within the Holy Spirit Sect to accuse her of being a criminal infiltrating the church. Who would the official personnel trust then?
As she swung her lightning whip wildly within the encirclement of skeletons, Yvette advanced down the corridor.
She increasingly missed the wind magic; having grown accustomed to flying around, she now could not even attempt to scale the walls. Her pace was rather worrying.
Moreover, the Reincarnation High Priest was indeed a formidable figure, second only to the Pope and the Three Saints in the Holy Spirit Sect; the skeletons he summoned were surprisingly strong, far beyond mere numbers.
In Yvette’s understanding, her lightning whip should incapacitate even slightly modified cyborgs instantly.
However, these skeletons had bones as tough as iron, and their resilience to the lightning element was quite high. Even after enduring her whip, they only slightly diminished the soul fire within their eye sockets before charging back again. It would take at least four or five lashes to extinguish the green fire in their eyes entirely; their vitality was impressively stubborn.
They possessed considerable strength as well. When they lunged to bite Yvette’s arm, though they couldn’t breach the defenses of her four layers of crimson armor, the connective magic still allowed Yvette to feel a hint of pain, forcing her to utilize her martial skills to kick away the approaching skeletons.
After some time, Yvette finally approached the rear door.
Now, the surrounding skeletons were increasingly dense, with some even climbing onto the ceiling and leaping down, creating a rather horrifying sight.
Through the small exit of the cathedral, Yvette glimpsed a swarm of skeletal soldiers outside, dark against the night—hundreds or perhaps thousands, all appearing menacing, with their green-glowing eyes giving off an eerie vibe reminiscent of a graveyard.
Not intending to confront them to the end, she simply sought an escape, which made things significantly easier.
Searching for a weak spot in the encirclement, she activated the red light on her body. Besides the four layers of crimson armor, she also invoked Muscle Unleashed and Pure Touch, aligning her power to the maximum.
Turning around, she cast a deep glance at the shadowy figure of the General before surging forward like a bolt of red lightning, crashing through all the obstructing skeletons as she charged straight into the city park behind the cathedral.
In that process, she vaguely sensed that the skeletons outside were surely weaker than those she had encountered within, their bones not as pristine as before, but rather rough and yellowed.
Yet, due to her lack of understanding of necromancy and her instinct to never underestimate an opponent, she felt this could only be an illusion.