"By the Goddess…"
Christie's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Unfortunately, most people never lived long enough to share in that shock.
The demons were swallowed by the golden tide and reduced to nothing but ash.
The exhausted Divine Chosen crossbowman had long since run out of Divine Power.
In utter despair, he was obliterated by the bombardment.
Even the Corrupted Dragon, caught within the blast radius, was mercilessly bombarded.
Its flesh was torn apart, and one of its wings was nearly ripped off.
The bombardment continued for three full minutes.
Half of the battlefield was transformed into a blazing sea of fire before the overwhelming backlash finally forced Firomina to stop.
Her body trembled as she withdrew the Nirvana Seed.
Clutching her chest in pain, she breathed heavily.
"I only managed to kill one Divine Chosen."
"Fortunately, it was a Tier Three."
"That returned quite a bit of Divine Power."
Firomina frowned slightly.
