On the flagship, a young man with a sword at his waist and a bow on his back rushed to the bow. He had golden hair, a masculine and handsome face, and eyes like the blue, cloudless sky. He wore a crown woven with osmanthus flowers on his head.

The young man with the laurel wreath stared firmly at the bronze-colored wall.

He took off his longbow, nocked a golden arrow, and slowly drew the bow. The muscles of his right arm swelled, as hard as granite.

The tip of the arrow condensed golden light, becoming brighter and brighter.

"Shoosh!"

The golden light shot out and hit the bronze barrier.

There was no explosion as imagined, nor exaggerated air waves. The bronze barrier melted in the sudden burst of golden light.

The arrow continued its momentum and pierced Monea's chest.

The goddess clutched her bleeding chest, staggering backward.

The golden-haired youth put down his longbow, drew his straight sword, and shouted:

"I am the Left Priest of the God of Light,奉大祭祀之命,征伐帕福斯岛."

With that, he leaped high, performing a jumping slash towards the Goddess Monea, a hundred meters away. The simple sword burst into dazzling golden light.

Goddess Monea raised her shield to meet the jumping slash.

The collision of sword and shield was like a terrible explosion, shaking the buildings around the castle and causing cracks to appear in the walls.

The two engaged in fierce close combat.

"Rumble..."

Amid the deafening sound of water, a giant wave hundreds of meters high rose from behind the rocky cliffs, rushing towards the castle. The wave was topped with a goddess, Cynthia, with short dark blue hair, holding a steel fork, and a voluptuous figure.

She rode the giant wave, directly covering the castle and slamming down on the dozen or so warships outside the castle.

At this moment, the old man in the golden robe raised his golden staff and chanted loudly:

"灾难已至，信仰光明，平息海怒，消除灾厄…"

The sacred and solemn chanting echoed over the castle, dispelling the fear of the followers of the God of Light, and making their minds and bodies peaceful, confident, and firm.

The giant wave that was about to crash down immediately receded, returning the way it came, as if time had reversed.

The disaster subsided!

After the giant wave receded, the fleet heard melodious and ethereal harp music.

A beautiful and pure girl bowed her head and played a huge harp.

Her body, dressed in a one-piece long dress, was covered with a faint golden glow, as holy as a goddess.

Noisy bird calls came from the distant forest, and flocks of sheep and wild animals in the forest rushed out, attacking the followers of the Goddess of Beauty in the villages.

The followers of the God of Light were in high spirits, waving their swords and drawing their bows, slaughtering the followers of the Goddess of Beauty.

"Huh?" Zhang Yuanqing, who was overlooking this scene from the air, couldn't help but make a sound.

So far, he has seen "Disaster Elimination", "Sun's Divine Power", "Beast Control", "Healing", "Navigation", and "Mechanical Creation" abilities from these followers of the God of Light.

Close combat is also very powerful.

The abilities of the God of Light are too comprehensive, touching on everything and knowing a little bit of everything.

Such a powerful profession, is it not present in the first district?

But now is not the time to think about the problem of the missing God of Light profession. He heard the word "High Priest" from the golden-haired youth's words.

In other words, the final boss of Paphos Island is the High Priest of the God of Light.

He thinks this way, and there's a reason.

First of all, demigod-level powerhouses will not appear in dungeons. The current followers of the God of Light, especially the three elite monsters, are indeed powerful, but they are not enough to crush the Children of God of Paphos Island.

The intensity of an S-level dungeon should not be like this, so there must be a big boss who hasn't appeared.

"I can't sit back and watch anymore. I have to kill these three Dominator-level enemies first, and then unite the power of Paphos Island to deal with the High Priest. This way, there's still a chance to win. Once the High Priest descends, the Children of God will surely die."

Zhang Yuanqing silently calculated in his heart.

On the towering bell tower, Cupid drew his small bow, nocked a golden arrow, and aimed at the Left Priest of the God of Light, who was fighting Goddess Monea.

The golden light whistled away, ignoring any defense, dodge, or resistance, and accurately pierced the Left Priest's chest.

Then, it went around a big circle and shot a female slave.

The female slave was being chased and killed, screaming and fleeing.

Thump, thump! The golden-haired youth's heart beat wildly. He had a strong, irresistible admiration for the woman and subconsciously wanted to help.

"My faith in the God of Light surpasses everything, including love!" He forced himself to look away, no longer looking at her, and focused on the battle.

"The position of the Left Priest of the God of Light is obviously higher than Cupid's, but he was still affected by the golden arrow and fell in love with the female slave... I guessed right. Cupid's bow and arrow are rule-based items." Zhang Yuanqing saw very clearly that the golden-haired youth tried to defend against the golden arrow, but the arrow ignored physical defenses.

This characteristic is very similar to rule-based items.

The sea siren Cynthia held a steel fork and descended from the sky, smashing it towards the golden-haired youth.

The latter leaped back, biting his sword in the flying rubble, drew his wooden bow, and shot at Cynthia.

Monea stepped forward, blocking the arrow with her shield, and flew out in the "boom" explosion.

The sea siren and the knight, who were good at close combat, joined forces to fight the golden-haired youth, causing the spires and domes to collapse one after another.

The golden-haired youth had healing support and fought two against one, without losing ground.

At this time, the silver bell-like laughter overwhelmed the noise of the battlefield, crisp and melodious, even more pleasant than the singing of a lark.

The fighting believers on both sides couldn't help but look towards the sound.

They saw a beautiful goddess standing on the high bell tower, with platinum-like hair scattered, exquisite features, a pure and enchanting temperament, and fair skin.

Her charm was fully released in her smile.

Whether they were followers of the God of Light or followers of the Goddess of Beauty, they were lost in the goddess's charm, staring blankly.

Combat, victory, and faith became insignificant at this moment.

Sectia took the wooden bow from Cupid, drew the bow, nocked an arrow, and a dark shadow flashed, and a follower of the God of Light died.

She calmly drew her bow and shot followers of the God of Light one by one.

And those men who were shot, even at the last moment, were immersed in her charm, never resisting, never waking up.

Seeing this, the golden-haired youth immediately broke away from the encirclement of the two goddesses and drew his bow towards Sectia on the bell tower.

His faith in the God of Light was unwavering, immune to all beauty.

But Cynthia and Monea did not give him a chance to shoot an arrow and immediately launched a fierce attack.

Taking advantage of the fierce battle between the two sides, Zhang Yuanqing took out the Purple Thunder Cannon and quietly swept towards the old man holding the golden staff.

He changed his appearance, landed silently on the deck, raised the thick barrel, and pulled the trigger, aiming at the old man.

"Buzz~"

Purple arcs of electricity jumped, collapsed and converged towards the muzzle. After two seconds, a purple ball of lightning roared out.

The old man with the golden staff felt something and immediately turned around, holding up his staff to resist.

"Boom!"

The Purple Thunder exploded, breaking his golden staff and arms, and charring the flesh on his chest.

The violent air wave blew the old man ten meters away, and he fell to the ground, charred all over, no longer moving.

Zhang Yuanqing turned and swept towards the girl playing the harp. The Purple Thunder Hammer and Purple Gold Shield flew out on their own, turning into a purple-gold liquid covering his entire body, forming a suit of armor.

He raised his head and let out a sharp scream.

Mental Strike!

The girl, who was emitting golden light, suffered a mental shock, her pupils were dull, and blue veins bulged on her forehead.

Zhang Yuanqing, like a mecha, fiercely attacked, punching the girl.

However, at the moment when his fist touched her, the girl retreated ten zhang as if by teleportation.

No, it wasn't that the girl retreated ten zhang, but that Zhang Yuanqing retreated ten zhang. He strangely retreated to the position where he attacked the old man.

The girl playing the harp immediately woke up and strummed the strings quickly.

Zhang Yuanqing felt a stabbing pain in his brain, and his spirit moved with the music, losing his ability to think calmly.

But in just an instant, he suppressed the sound of the piano.

As a Dream Weaver and Night Wanderer dual class, any spell aimed at the soul is a paper tiger.

She was just deterred by the Mental Strike and lost consciousness, it is impossible to cast skills again, it should be the function of that item... Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and rushed towards the girl again.

Then let's try whose position is higher.

He raised his head again and let out a sharp scream, using a Mental Strike to make the girl suffer the pain of soul tearing.

Then, he made the rule of "object movement" illusory, and without sprinting, he appeared directly in front of the girl.

Since the other party's item can make the enemy retreat ten meters, then let's try whether the God of Illusion Heart position is higher, or the item in the girl's hand is stronger.

The answer is self-evident.

"Poof!"

The purple-golden right fist hit the girl's head, and immediately staged a scene like a watermelon explosion, with blood, brain tissue, and bone fragments splashing everywhere.

Zhang Yuanqing could actually use the Sunrise + Solar War God combo skill, which could also suppress the other party's item, but in this way, the Purple Gold Armor would also peel off his body.

For a Item 天尊, the Night Wanderer's combo skill is to kill a thousand enemies and self-destruct eight hundred. He doesn't want to use it unless necessary.

The sudden change caught both sides off guard.

Two powerful followers of the God of Light were killed by a strange figure who suddenly appeared. The whole process took less than three minutes.

Ordinary believers were blinded by blood and did not feel the movement and changes on the ship, but the Children of God all cast their eyes over.

The golden-haired youth's face changed drastically.

Monea, Sectia, and others were surprised, delighted, and confused. They were surprised by the death of the two followers of the God of Light, and confused about who the mysterious person who suddenly appeared was and why he was helping Paphos Island.

Could it be reinforcements invited by Mother?

……

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(End of this chapter)