Lin Qingyue's voice wasn't loud, yet amidst the roaring battlefield, it pierced through the chaos and reached the ears of every key figure.
Ilanier's gaze instantly locked onto her.
The wine-red eyes, brewing a storm of fury, froze for a moment. The roiling emotions within them transformed into pure astonishment.
Deal with the undead?
It was perfectly reasonable for a priest to claim expertise in dealing with the undead.
But the target she was referring to was Plaguebringer Noth.
A High Necromancer, a commander of the Undead Legion, a walking natural disaster!
He wasn't some mere Skeleton Soldier that could be incinerated by a single beam of Holy Light.
The Queen's gaze settled on Lin Qingyue's face.
The face that usually wore a mix of three parts laziness and seven parts jest was now stripped of all expression, leaving only a calm so focused it bordered on absolute.
Her eyes, which always held a hint of playful mockery, were now bottomless pits. Only an icy, surging battle intent churned within them.
The towering rage that had consumed Ilanier—a fury born of desecration—had already been thrown into disarray the moment she saw those twelve muscular elven men with their sakura-pink hair.
Now, as she looked at Lin Qingyue, that anger quietly transformed.
An emotion called "anticipation" sprouted in her heart.
Suddenly, she was intensely curious.
What kind of "spectacular" performance would this priestess, who always delivered "surprises," present this time?
Come to think of it, this was the first time she would witness it live.
"Aeldara!" Ilanier's decision was as swift as lightning.
"Here!"
"That Frost Troll is yours."
Aeldara had already been eyeing Korrak, the hulking troll wielding a metal club with savage fury.
"As you command!"
Her crimson eyes blazed with battle intent. With a flicker, she transformed into a streak of black lightning, charging her target. Her swordplay—agile and deadly—was the perfect counter to such a brutish, power-based opponent.
"Baroque!"
"Your humble servant awaits!"
"Lead the Royal Knights and hold back that Yeti! Remember, hold it back. Do not engage in a direct confrontation!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Baroque hammered his breastplate with a fist and let out a furious roar as brilliant golden Holy Light erupted from his body.
He raised his shield high, leading a squad of the most elite Paladins. Like a moving golden wall, they charged toward the Yeti Noinam, which loomed over them like a crushing mountain.
Lin Qingyue took a step forward, her thoughts racing.
"Character Card: [Barbara · Specialized Model], activate!"
In an instant, the chaotic, blood-soaked battlefield fell into dead silence, as if its vocal cords had been severed.
A pinkish-blue halo—even more dazzling and heart-flutteringly girly than the previous Cleanse Spell—materialized in a dreamlike display, instantly engulfing Lin Qingyue.
In this subterranean cavern filled with darkness, decay, and slaughter, the light itself was the most audacious defiance of the grim atmosphere.
The light faded.
Lin Qingyue's plain priestess robe had vanished.
In its place was a magnificent Deaconess Gown adorned with lace and ribbons, its hem swaying gently with her movements. Her long hair was tied into playful spiral twintails that bounced lively at her shoulders.
But what truly drew the eye was the assault rifle in her hand, finished in champagne gold and sky blue.
The gun's body gleamed with a cold metallic luster, its muzzle flickering with a dangerous magical aura. This starkly clashed with her sweet, idol-like appearance, creating a fatally absurd contrast.
"Here it comes, here it comes!" Lin Xiyue clenched her fists in excitement, her eyes shining.
"The Sky AK! Machine gun spray!"
Su Wan maintained her aloof persona, but the irrepressible upward curve of her lips completely betrayed her inner glee.
Xia Lian expertly ducked, precisely hiding behind Su Wan and peeking out with just half her head, bracing for the impending storm of secondhand embarrassment.
Ilanier's eyes lit up completely.
It was the kind of brilliance—a mixture of astonishment and fervent excitement—one might have upon discovering a new continent.
She stared at the pink-haired girl wielding the strange "staff," her style utterly transformed. Then she glanced at the twelve hulking knights nearby, all sporting the same pink hair and bewildered expressions.
The tension that had gripped her heart due to the unfavorable battle inexplicably loosened.
She even felt an urge to laugh.
Just then, another strange event unfolded!
Above Lin Qingyue's head, the cavern ceiling illuminated by glowing crystals suddenly split open, revealing a massive virtual display!
The screen lit up.
A BGM track—brimming with youthful energy and addictive electronic beats, so vibrant it could resurrect the undead on the spot—instantly detonated across the entire battlefield!
The music was so cloyingly sweet, so relentlessly cheerful, that it created a jarring, almost piercing contrast with the surrounding atmosphere of slaughter!
Next, a line of colorful, artistic text bounced playfully onto the center of the screen.
[Barbara, Go For It!]
On the screen, an anime-style Lin Qingyue, wearing a professionally sweet smile, swayed left and right across a grassy field with light, cheerful dance steps.
The scene shifted. Now she knelt in a church, hands clasped in devout prayer.
"Little Barbara, praying in the church~♪"
"Loves to charge ahead every day~♪"
The entire battlefield froze.
"What is that?!"
"That Priestess is... at it again?"
Whether it was the elves standing guard or the monsters roaring in their charge, every being's movements slowed by half a beat, their minds seemingly scrambled into mush by the addictive song and visuals.
Their gazes were irresistibly drawn to the massive virtual screen.
Ilanier's regal and dignified face seemed to instantly "melt" under the cheerful rhythm.
Her wine-red eyes widened slightly at the unprecedented sight.
But that initial surprise was quickly replaced by a gleam of almost fanatical excitement!
She leaned forward slightly, her eyes—which had witnessed a century of trials—now locked onto the bouncing anime girl on the screen, then sweeping over the sweet idol wielding a deadly weapon on the battlefield.
Far from feeling confused, she looked like an explorer who had just discovered an entirely new power system.
The corners of her lips curled upward uncontrollably, forming an intrigued, slightly dangerous arc.
Behind her, the Royal Mage Corps stood collectively petrified.
One white-bearded old Mage even subconsciously raised his hand, arcane brilliance swirling at his fingertips, attempting to analyze the energy composition of the display.
"What... what plane's illusion is this? No, there are no psychic fluctuations! Is it a high-density condensation of the light element? No, the laws are completely different!"
Aeldara's body stiffened abruptly as the unbearable pink-haired dark history from last night flooded her mind like a tidal wave.
She subconsciously touched her silver hair. After confirming its color was normal, she silently turned her face aside, feigning interest in the tactical terrain.
Even the three BOSSes, exuding a terrifying aura, stopped dead in their tracks.
Yeti Noinam's crimson beast eyes revealed a human-like confusion as it tilted its massive head to one side.
Frost Troll Korrak scratched his frost-covered head, seemingly pondering if this was some new type of group taunt battle cry.
Plaguebringer Noth's pale, handsome face, for the first time, showed an expression other than a smile—pure bewilderment.
His hand, holding the lantern, froze in mid-air.
On the throne, Gyrus the Goblin's beady green eyes widened as he pointed at Lin Qingyue and shrieked in exasperation:
"Again! This vulgar, cheap, tasteless light again! My eyes! My aesthetic sense is being defiled!"
[Ding! The Host has shocked the entire battlefield in a highly impactful manner, successfully plunging both the 'Royal Guard' and the 'Gyrus Legion' into cognitive dissonance. Elation Value +3333!]
[Ding! Key Plot Character Ilanier is pleasantly surprised by your appearance and extremely delighted. Elation Value +999!]
[Ding! Ally Aeldara's dark past has been awakened, and her Embarrassment Value has exceeded the threshold. Elation Value +666!]
[Ding! Teammate Su Wan finds this highly amusing. Elation Value +233!]
[Ding! Teammate Xia Lian's Shame Resistance is rapidly increasing. Elation Value +666!]
[Ding! Teammate Lin Xiyue is swaying slightly to the music's rhythm. Elation Value +222!]
Listening to the flood of notifications in her mind, Lin Qingyue felt a surge of power coursing through her.
So satisfying!
She lifted her head, a strange smile mixing sweetness and coldness on her face. She even gave her dumbfounded allies a playful wink.
"Barbara, shining bright~♪"
She delivered her entrance line in a voice so sickeningly sweet it could kill.
Then, she aimed the muzzle of the [Sky AK47] at the bewildered Plaguebringer Noth, who was still holding his lantern.
"Well now... fellow patient, your illness seems quite severe."
Her lips curled into a dangerous smirk, and her eyes turned abruptly icy.
"Sis's special treatment is on its way~♪"