Chapter 402: We Had Lots of Money

Chapter 402: We Had Lots of Money

“…” The middle-aged man’s eye twitched sharply when he heard about the Backlash Curse. The Backlash Curse magic was not easy to make work. It required the user to have sufficient ability. It wasn’t like a weak person could just use a Backlash Curse to kill a being stronger than themselves. This magic also required power .

Generally, it only showed its effect in battles between equals. Moreover, if one’s mastery wasn’t skilled, if their understanding wasn’t deep enough, the retaliated attack might not reach one hundred percent… Well, as for that kind of multiple-times-amplified backlash damage like in games, that wouldn’t happen. It’s just that because the Backlash Curse was a Curse Magic, the retaliated damage was also Curse Power. So, the damage retaliated onto the attacker could largely ignore defense.

Like if someone unleashed an ultra-strong attack but didn’t notice the Backlash Curse existed, it was normal for them to be instantly killed by that very attack. You had to know, the attacks of many strong individuals were of an intensity that could directly kill themselves… Couldn’t kill themselves? If you can’t even kill yourself, how could you expect your attack to kill someone else? Wishful thinking!

The retaliated attack from a personally cast Backlash Curse magic might not be absolutely complete. It might even fail because the target’s attack power was too high. But a Backlash Curse magic existing as a Magic Rune Array was different. At the very least, its power certainly wouldn’t be lacking. If everyone present joined forces for one attack.

Even if they could destroy the Dark Curtain covering this area, and even if that Backlash Curse Magic Rune Array couldn’t display its full effect, as long as it displayed part of the effect—no need for eighty percent, no need for sixty percent, as long as it could retaliate back half of the attack… the people present would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Even the middle-aged man himself wasn’t confident he could survive. Of course, this kind of magic seemed very powerful, but actually, for people at his level, who lacked combat experience? Plus, with their control over their own power, even if they discovered they were hit by a Backlash Curse, they could avoid being affected by it. Unless they were caught extremely off guard and got tricked.

He hadn’t noticed anything wrong with the previous attack purely because the interference from the Dark Curtain was too strong, making him fail to detect any relevant abnormalities. What’s more, he never imagined the people from the Dark Church would be so bold, actually planning to take down all of them in one go. You had to know, the team included a Saintess. If she died, the loss for the Sanctuary Church this time would be too great.

“An open scheme…” Achille shook his head. Even after knowing it was a Backlash Curse, there was no way to break out of the current predicament. The Magic Rune Array for the Backlash Curse wasn’t in this location. Realizing it, so what? Could they dismantle that Magic Rune Array from a distance? Irene had a way to deal with this situation, but that way required her personal presence. The people of the Sanctuary Church now could only obediently stay here, slowly whittling away…

Without using violent force to break through, they could only use skillful methods, bit by bit eroding the influence of the Dark Curtain. This required a lot of time. As for walking out from here, that was even more impossible. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be worthy of the Dark Church’s arrangements.

“…” The middle-aged man was in a very bad mood, but he didn’t say anything foolish. He knew the situation was complex. The range of the Backlash Curse was large. It couldn’t be solved by impulsive recklessness. Things like sacrificing oneself? If someone really did that, trying to burn themselves to break the Dark Curtain, the people from the Dark Church wouldn’t miss that chance. They would activate the Backlash Curse magic. At that time, even if no one died, everyone would be injured.

Knowing full well they were caught in the Dark Church’s ambush, doing that would be too stupid.

“Perhaps we should make use of our advantage.” Achille’s tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

“Huh? Are you referring to having many people?” The middle-aged man slightly raised an eyebrow and asked. Don’t ask how they could see each other clearly during their conversation. They were indeed inside the Dark Curtain, where you couldn’t see your hand in front of your face, but their spot was covered by a light shield. There was no darkness here.

“No, we had lots of money.” Achille shook his head. “Since the Dark Church wants to use our purpose to scheme against us, and we have no choice but to be schemed against, then we’ll just tough it out.”

“Go on.” The middle-aged man’s face remained extremely stern, making others suspect if he only had this one expression.

“Use Fixation Potions to maintain bodily state, to resist the Curse Power of the backlash magic.” Achille said. This sentence was simple, but its implication was purely about spending money. First, to resist that retaliatory Curse Power from the backlash magic—which could be said to cause ‘instant death’ for the majority of people present—was clearly not something one or two bottles of Fixation Potion could achieve. What they wanted wasn’t just resisting the Curse Power, but also ensuring they were unharmed!

“This… is really too… rich!” Oss and the others looked at the large pile of Fixation Potions placed in front of them and were at a loss for words. Twenty-five bottles of Fixation Potion per person. This was the more appropriate amount calculated by Achille. Maybe it was more than needed, but for safety’s sake, a little extra was fine.

Twenty-five bottles of Fixation Potion were enough to solidify a person’s bodily lifespan state to the state at the time of fixation for over three months, even five months. But these potions were now only used for an instant… In less than a minute, over eight hundred bottles of Fixation Potion were consumed. This was no longer spending money; it was practically burning money!

Gale and the others felt their hearts trembling. Who had ever experienced the feeling of drinking Fixation Potions until they were bloated? Now they had experienced it!

After cleaning up the bottles left by the consumed Fixation Potions, the people present suppressed the urge to burp. Two of the church members manifested huge hammers in their hands. These hammers were the ultimate form of the High-Level Magic Soldier, the Holy Spirit Hammer. But these were not Holy Spirit Hammers; they were condensed from the power of the Magic Weapon Evil God.

They were quite different from the power of Magic Arms. But the power of the Magic Weapon Evil God, they could concentrate and unleash together! It was more suitable for the current situation where they were preparing to attack jointly. The fact that these two could use the power of the Magic Weapon Evil God didn’t mean the Sanctuary Church’s high-end combatants had started using it on a wide scale.

Currently, only three among the high-end combatants were using it, and it was still for testing. The Sanctuary Church did have secret methods for combined attacks. With the assistance of the Magic Weapon Evil God’s power, those combined forces were even more concentrated. The hammers in the hands of the two church members surged with blazing white electric light. The power concentrated beyond limits made them feel like their bodies were about to explode. As the main attackers, the double dose of Fixation Potion’s efficacy they used was rapidly depleting in their current state.

Without Fixation Potions to tough it out, the moment the power from others converged upon them, the two would have been completely burst.

“This power… it originally came from the Sanctuary Church?” Oss stared at the hammers surging with intense electric light in the hands of the two church members, then looked at his own hands, somewhat dazed. He was very puzzled. Why did he possess this kind of power? Where did this power come from?… Moreover, now he had an even more direct understanding of this power!

So, the effect of power concentration contained within this kind of power could unleash such immense might, as long as someone assisted and the body could bear it!

“Haa!!” The two church members, whose power had accumulated and concentrated to the limit, roared. Under the infusion of enormous power, the two hammers had swollen to three times their original size. These two hammers heavily smashed onto the ground. One’s explosive direction was underground, the other was towards the sky. The attack that erupted underground made the people standing on the ground clearly feel the ground beneath their feet churning violently once. The shockwave completely plunged into the ground and rapidly spread out into the distance!

As long as it touched the Magic Rune Array, that Magic Rune Array would definitely be destroyed by this immense power. The power that erupted towards the sky burst forth from the ground as a pillar of light resembling an Earth Spring. The light pillar, like a sharp sword, sliced through the darkness covering this area where one couldn’t see their hand in front of their face. The Dark Curtain covering here was completely shattered!

Simultaneously, the power of the Attack Retaliation curse also descended. Faint crimson light points slowly fell like drifting cherry blossoms… They seemed to fall slowly, but this was the power of the Curse. It was impossible to avoid, and even other powers could hardly interfere with it.

“It’s coming!” Except for the clueless Oss and the others, the middle-aged man and the other church members stared with grave seriousness at the slowly falling Curse Power. Those crimson light points touched a layer of Magical Protection they had released. Although they had Fixation Potions to tough it out, if they could weaken some of the Curse Power, they would weaken as much as possible. It’s just that there weren’t many protections that could interfere with this kind of Curse Power.

After those Curse Power points touched the first layer of protection, that layer of protection completely collapsed without even a ripple. Then the second layer, the third layer… Over eight layers of protection only reduced the light points of Curse Power by less than one-tenth!

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to create more layers of protection, but creating this kind of protection wasn’t low in consumption. Otherwise, who wouldn’t want to use a more secure method to solve the current predicament?

Those light points finally landed slowly yet firmly on everyone present. In that instant, everyone’s complexion changed drastically, like that of corpses. But the next moment, their complexions and bodily states returned to normal. Even so, all the strong individuals present felt a faint sense of having survived a disaster…

Frustration? Shadow? The people who could stand here were all carefully selected. That feeling just now, truly like death, wouldn’t bring them negative effects. Instead, it was a peculiar experience. Only by truly going through some things could one have the most direct feeling. There were no negative effects; this would only strengthen their will.

“…I, am I still alive?” Gale looked at his own hands somewhat bewildered, his mind still in chaos. The damage from the Curse Power of the Backlash Curse was evenly split. It wouldn’t be less just because his strength was weaker. Therefore, the moment the Curse Power erupted, amidst extreme agony, he felt that one second stretched into infinite length. In that instant, he clearly felt his body being stuffed into a flesh-and-blood mill, grinding his flesh and bones bit by bit…

If it was just once, that would be it. Under the effect of the Fixation Potion, the parts that were ground up just shattered and then regenerated, only to be ground up again, until the Curse Power was completely exhausted. Throughout the whole process, he couldn’t even faint. In that moment, he inwardly screamed hysterically at least a hundred times, “Just let me die!”

Not only Gale was like this; Wood and the others’ conditions weren’t much different from his. Oss’s eyes were bloodshot, his entire body’s Blood Essence boiling fiercely. It took a full minute for him to suppress it. His body trembling, he gritted his teeth and looked fiercely out the carriage window. The church members had, at some unknown time, all recovered and were preparing to deal with the subsequent battle. The gap… No, he still wasn’t working hard enough!

Oss thought heavily. He took a minute to adjust his state and hadn’t fully adjusted yet. But the church members in the entire team had long since gone about doing what they needed to do while he was adjusting. Such a gap completely swept away his slightly inflated mindset from obtaining these extremely powerful eyes!

He was just someone with a bit of good luck. Others lacking his bit of luck didn’t mean they were weak. He had nothing to feel superior about!

Withdrawing his gaze, he glanced at his teammates. Seeing they were just staring blankly, muttering something softly under their breaths, without any extreme behavior, he then looked at Lena. The corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch. Dan Marina was now lying on a chair, head tilted back, unconscious, without any sign of pain… Well, this wasn’t fainting from intense pain either; she was genuinely asleep!

Beside her hand was a used Magic Potion bottle. Although he didn’t know what potion it contained before, looking at Lena’s current deep sleep state, completely unaware of the outside world, he could guess roughly. Wasn’t it just a Magic Potion that made her fall into deep sleep now? Such potions weren’t nonexistent.

Oss couldn’t help but look back at his little companions again, his expression somewhat pitying. Lena’s mind worked quickly, directly thinking of this method to avoid pain. But he had foolishly endured the extreme pain brought by the clash between the Curse Power and the Fixation Potion. Thinking back now, Oss still felt palpitations, even producing an extremely strong feeling of absolutely not wanting to experience it again.

Although this feeling was extremely painful, he had ultimately endured it. Such a rare experience, even if unwilling to go through again, would ultimately be beneficial for the future. Having already experienced such pain, what were ordinary little troubles in the future?