Chapter 1709: Chapter 1526: Beacon of Light

Chapter 1709: Chapter 1526: Beacon of Light



Suddenly, a triumphant roar echoed from within the building. The warlord emerged, covered in dust and debris, but seemingly unharmed. He glared at Luna, his rage burning brighter than ever.

"You haven't won yet, human!" he bellowed.

"This is far from over!" Luna declared, her chin held high, a determined glint in her eyes.

"No," she responded, her voice resolute.

"But it will be."

The clash of swords and the crackle of magic filled the air once more, but this time, there was a palpable shift in energy. Hope had taken root in the hearts of the defenders. They had witnessed their Saintess stand against the monstrous warlord, and it fueled their

determination to prevail.

Luna, her body weary but her spirit unyielding, moved with grace and precision across the battlefield. Every strike landed with purpose, every spell cast with strategic intent. She became a beacon of light amidst the encroaching darkness, a symbol of the indomitable human spirit, and a ray of hope for a city teetering on the edge of destruction.

The defenders, infused with newfound strength from Luna's intense battle with the warlord, started to shift the momentum in their favor. The once unstoppable horde of monsters stumbled in the face of the renewed assault. Goblins, who initially thirsted for blood, now trembled in fear as they were mercilessly slaughtered. The disciplined orcish formations disintegrated under a relentless barrage of spells and steel.

Harnessing the last remnants of her augmented might, Luna concentrated her energy and infused her staff with holy power. It radiated with an intense brilliance, illuminating the encroaching shadows and serving as a symbol of divine strength. Igniting the battlefield with her resounding battle cry, Luna forcefully brought down the staff upon the warlord's vulnerable back, delivering a decisive blow.

"Holy Deliverance!"

BOOM!

The impact was unlike anything the battlefield had witnessed. A surge of pure white energy erupted from the point of contact, engulfing the warlord in its brilliance.

"Hiaaaaaaa!"

He screamed, a sound of raw agony that sent shivers down the spines of even the most hardened soldiers. The energy ripped through his flesh, burning away his dark essence.

For a moment, there was only the blinding light and the warlord's ear-splitting screams. Then, as abruptly as it began, the light vanished. In its place stood the warlord, a hulking figure now reduced to a smoldering husk, his evil extinguished. With a final, shuddering breath, he crumbled to dust, scattering across the rooftop like a grotesque snowfall. Silence descended upon the battlefield. The soldiers, still caught in the aftermath of Luna's awe-inspiring display, held their breath. Then, a single cheer erupted, a sound filled with relief and newfound hope. It was quickly followed by another, and another, until the entire battlefield erupted in a thunderous roar that shook the very foundations of the city.

Luna, her body drained but her spirit soaring, stood amidst the ruins of the rooftop, a solitary figure bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. The battle wasn't over. Pockets of resistance still raged across the city, and the monstrous horde, though leaderless, still threatened its destruction.

But the tide had turned. The defenders, emboldened by Luna's victory and their own renewed fighting spirit, pressed their advantage. The monsters, demoralized and leaderless, fought with a desperate frenzy. The air vibrated with the clang of steel, the roar of spells, and the defiant shouts of the defenders.

From her vantage point on the rooftop, Luna surveyed the battlefield. A weary smile touched her lips. The city was far from saved, the scars of the battle would take years to heal. But for now, hope, like a fragile flame, flickered brightly amidst the smoke and carnage. And Luna, the Saintess, would stand as its guardian, a beacon of light in the encroaching darkness. "Ugh! I'm completely drained, I can't help but wonder how Whity is holding up." Luna's gaze fixated on a specific location, where her beloved pet was engaged in a fierce battle.