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Shelley was not a god, at least not now. Shelley, who had divinity but no divine portfolio, was lower in rank than a god. He had basically no way of dealing with the Undead Vengeance Goddess in her avatar state.
The situation on the field had become that Kiaransalee had to kill Shelley within these 5 minutes. Otherwise, after the avatar ended, she would become extremely weak and would not be able to withstand Shelley’s attack.
And even if the Abomination Demon’s sneak attack did not completely kill Shelley, he would be seriously injured. And a seriously injured legendary, even with a high-level artifact, would have a hard time causing huge damage to a god in her avatar state.
She could easily kill this inexplicably appearing legendary paladin, and then slaughter all the mortals who had insulted her. After that, she would have to hide and continue to restore her strength before she could plan her revenge.
She had originally planned this… but feeling the terrifying aura of Shelley before her, which was like a heavenly sun, Kiaransalee’s movements couldn’t help but slow down…
!!!??
Isn’t he a legendary paladin? How can he be exuding such an evil aura? And it’s a dense demonic aura and a terrifying charm power, which made her, who had not been interested in living people for many years, have a momentary emotional fluctuation.
“Who… are you?”
Who am I? Hah. Since you’ve asked so sincerely, then I’ll be merciful and tell you. I’m a spy sent by the demons.
“Ahem…”
Shelley finally managed to restrain his urge to answer, sheathed the divine sword in his hand, and silently healed his charred palm.
In his demon form, if Shelley held this divine sword again, he would be subjected to the holy damage of the divine sword every second.
Harming the enemy by a thousand, and oneself by eight hundred.
In the current situation where his health was not very abundant, Shelley did not plan to take this risk.
With a flap of his bat wings, Shelley waved away the negative energy field that was approaching him.
In the blood-red, circular space, Shelley also floated in mid-air, looking straight at the shocked goddess before him.
This was… a duel between a god and a demon.
This was not the situation in an epic where a god easily sent down a divine punishment to punish a demon.
The demon lords in the Abyss also did not have a divine portfolio, but their strength was beyond doubt. And the goddess before him was just a weak goddess with weak divine power.
Shelley could very regretfully tell the confident Kiaransalee…
“You think I’m going to start running?”
“I’m sorry, you’re overthinking it.”
“You’re just a little brother in front of me.”
Shelley had not summoned others to help. His solo descent had already shown one thing. He was very confident in killing a weak god, whether she had recovered or not.
Feeling the abundant power in his body, Shelley did not want to let go of this opportunity to test it. He wanted to see where his limits were.
“Epic Rage.”
“Suppress Spellcaster.”
“Aura of Courage.”
“Aura of Despair.”
“Suppress Spellcaster.”
“…”
The aura on Shelley’s body was constantly rising, and all sorts of colorful auras were flashing on him.
No longer holding back, Shelley, under his full power, was even stronger than he had imagined. Without any buffs, his own attributes had already reached a terrifying level.
Strength 29, Dexterity 27, Constitution 33, Intelligence 30, Wisdom 27, Charisma 40…
Charisma over 40.
An attribute over 40, it was no exaggeration to say… had already reached the domain of an intermediate or even a powerful god.
And his other attributes, with the blessing of various feats, had all exceeded 30 points.
Shelley was surprised to find that the only thing that had made him a little… “Avatar,” in his eyes now, was not so great.
It seemed that he didn’t have to run around in this space in a mess.
The situation, which should have been one-sided, had been completely reversed.
The one who should be panicked now was Kiaransalee.
He was the strong one.
Kiaransalee looked at Shelley’s constantly rising aura, and the fear of death in her heart grew explosively.
“No, no.”
“This person’s strength is already almost more terrifying than most of the demon lords.”
“I can’t stay here any longer.”
Sensing Shelley’s amusement, Kiaransalee, at the cost of sacrificing half of the duration of her avatar, burned her own divine power, wanting to activate her own teleportation to leave.
And Shelley did not stop her actions, and even nodded with composure, signaling for her to do as she pleased.
Anyway, the current Kiaransalee was a turtle shell. It was very difficult for Shelley to cause her any damage, and she had no way of dealing with Shelley.
Since Kiaransalee was willing to waste her divine power to do these things and reduce the time… then let her be.
“Don’t you let me down.”
[Rest assured.]
[You’re really so long-winded.]
Kiaransalee didn’t understand why Shelley was laughing at this time, but… she clearly discovered that she had been locked on…
She felt that in the dark, a pair of eyes were looking at her with a playful gaze, observing her from a blind spot.
“Impossible. Who are you?”
“Whose avatar are you?”
“Is this a trap for me?”
Her divine power had been consumed, but she had not gotten the result she should have… Kiaransalee’s rationality once again collapsed. She frantically cast spells at Shelley.
In her avatar state, she could cast seventh- and eighth-circle spells at will.
Finger of Death, Power Word: Pain, Incendiary Cloud, Feeblemind…
But these were either easily dodged by Shelley, or there was no reaction when he took them head-on.
As the end of the avatar approached, her emotions also became more and more agitated, as if she were about to collapse.
In the last second before the end, Kiaransalee’s expression strangely became calm again.
All the power that had enveloped her body dissipated. She looked at Shelley, who was calmly examining her, with a venomous gaze.
“That bitch Lolth will not let you go.”
No matter how much Kiaransalee loathed Lolth, and even secretly planned a rebellion, she was at this time a demigod of the drow elf pantheon.
Lolth could not possibly sit by and watch her die.
Shelley smiled and nodded, and then he shook his head at the threatening Kiaransalee and said softly, “You, from beginning to end, have never thought about why you fell to the mortal realm.”
“You’re a complete madwoman. But…”
“Feel honored.”
“At this moment, your death…”
Shelley appeared behind her. Before she could turn around, he made a hand-knife gesture, and his palm quickly passed through her neck.
“Will be the curtain-raiser for this catastrophe.”
With a gush of blood, Kiaransalee’s head flew up, and her corpse fell from the sky.
The blood-red, circular space shattered, and Shelley’s figure once again appeared in the sight of Klara and Liz.
Shelley floated in mid-air with his back to them, his body stained with divine blood, a headless corpse at his feet, and in his hand… he was holding Kiaransalee’s head.
