er "more vulnerable to attacks," both strongly support the presence of resurrection cultists within this Shadow World.For the graduation project "Searching for the Original Stone Tablet - Sealing".Hup...Chapter 153: Ranchi's Glory Illuminates the World

Lichtenstein Castle, Second Floor, Bedroom. [I hope readers will remember our domain name at this point.]

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Princess Alexia, she sat on the edge of her bed, her vacant eyes reflecting endless despair, like a bird imprisoned, awaiting death.

Hearing the faintest rustlings from the base level, she knew the Count of Blood had arrived.

In a short while, the Earl will kill everyone in the chapel and then come upstairs to find her.

However.

Her gaze turned towards the window. Through the ornate window frame, she saw the sky gradually brightening!

Then, Alyx's figure stirred. She slowly walked towards the window, her palm gently pressing against the cold glass.

Her haggard and astonished face was faintly reflected on the glass, but even from the second floor, she could feel the warmth emanating from the first. These lights, passing through every pane of glass in the sanctuary, seemed to have the power to illuminate the entire courtyard and beyond, into the forest!

The sky was deep and mysterious. This night seemed to burn with a soft flame.

"This light… it's actually... just like a real sun…"

Her voice was faint but persistent in the air, as if she were praying to a savior who only existed in fantasy.

"Is this your power..."

Even Aricia's face couldn't conceal her emotions any longer.

This was her first time starting to doubt—

Every word Lance spoke was sincere.

Although common sense tells people that the sun cannot rise at midnight.

But as if an intuition permeated every fiber of her being, it told her that this light, perhaps, truly possessed the power to overshadow the blood moon.

……

Meanwhile, in the real world, on the Gelara Memorial Square of Icterite Academy.

Centered around the open-air giant screen.

That ethereal glow cast a mesmerizing, iridescent hue upon the night world.

At this moment, the pure white outdoor screen seemed to have become the center of this school campus. It occupied the sight of all the students and seemed to have taken away everyone's voice, leaving them in an unusually quiet state as they watched the somewhat dazzling crystal screen.

Students sitting on the steps of the plaza, covering their hot drinks, were watching the giant screen intently.

Their eyes sparkled with shock, amazement, confusion, and excitement!

Although they could easily see that the card Ranch used was his Orange Epic-tier magic card, "Radiant Virtue," which he had completed during his mage registration exam, summoning a miniature sun of extreme brightness with no harm that obscured all targets' vision and whose radiant effect grew stronger in enclosed spaces while weakening in open terrain.

But throughout it all, no one ever thought it would be like a real sun!!

However, Count Palocas's heart-wrenching roar was the most authoritative confirmation.

【Radiant Virtue】is not only effective against blood races, but also unparalleled in its effects!

"How, how could his 【Glorious Virtue】 have the power of the sun!"

Finally, a student spoke up, his voice full of disbelief.

Even if Larch was given the shape and properties of the sun, it would still only be a false sun.

Unless the materials used to create this magical card have a fundamental connection to the sun itself!

Could it be that the unnamed light element stone came from the sun itself But... how did Ranch recognize it

Even though there were so many things they didn't understand right now, they knew, the familiar feeling was back. It was all back!

The challenger once again sounded the horn of counterattack!

"Headmaster Ran! Let's give that vampire count a lesson!"

"Let the vampires see the fury of humanity!"

Suddenly, cheers and shouts of encouragement erupted in the Jerónimos Square like a tidal wave.

……

Lichtenstein Castle, now a pure white glass-like sanctuary.

I am from the human race and will do everything I can for the human race.

Lanche seemed to hear the cheers of the students at Ictereus Academy, and murmured softly.

...and his table was far away.

Under the blazing light, Count Palocas' body was bathed in a silvery-white sheen. His already pale skin became as thin as paper, translucent with the color of his veins, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch!

"Watch the fist!"

The executioner strode across the church stones, each step a hammer blow to Count Palocas’s heart. The massive axe in his hand, wielded with savage fury, cleaved towards Count Palocas, nearly splitting the air itself.

The moment the axe came down, Count Palocas' eyes remained painfully squeezed shut. His fighting instinct drove him to raise his arms with all his might to block it.

With a deafening roar!

Sparks flew and a deafening clang, like metal on metal, erupted. The Earl, relying on his seventh-tier physique, managed to block the axe blow, but his form swayed like a small boat in a storm, taking several steps back.

"Damn humans!!!"

Count Palocas roared in disbelief.

Is this what they call "watching punches"! The shameless axe warrior is bullying him now that he's lost his sight!

The earl's sleeve was torn, revealing two vicious wounds on his forearm. His hands trembled with pain.

"Take my sword, Earl."

Before the Count could react, the holy paladin's righteous voice boomed behind him.

He stood on the other side of the light, his silver armor gleaming with a golden sheen from the sun. In his hand, he held a holy sword that seemed to illuminate the world.

Each step he took toward her felt like a rhythmic drumbeat, pounding deep within Count Palocas's heart.

The point of the sword scraped against the ground, the sound growing closer and closer. The pressure it brought was like being engulfed by seawater, forcing Count Palocas to remain vigilant in the pitch black where he couldn't open his eyes.

However, at some point the paladin had already discarded his sword and charged fiercely at the Count. With the sound of the hilt hitting the ground, the paladin’s hands viciously slashed across Palokas' temples on either side of his head, leaving the Count dazed and almost falling.

The male guard stood in the corner like a ghost, his short sword gleaming coldly in his hand.

Count Palokas felt himself growing lightheaded, and before he could recover, a wave of icy death washed over him from the figure before him.

He hadn't even time to guess what kind of attack this was before the male guard slammed his short sword down on Palocas's skull.

"Piercing my heavens!"

The great love poet in the distance used her cheerful and clear voice to accompany the attacks of the three.

She seemed about to burst into dance, waving her slender arms like a cheerleader behind the banquet table, cheering on the front-line players.

"You, you bastard succubus—!!! Don't let me catch you!!!"

Count Pallock's bones gradually warped under various cheap attacks, he was so angry that he wanted to die but had nowhere to vent! His skin could not withstand the blades, and blood boiled over like boiling water!

(The End)

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