A beautiful blue-haired woman in a dress flew in over the battlefield, spreading her dazzling spiritual wings.
Han-bin’s jaw dropped.
“Wow, a high-ranking Spiritist can fly in the sky?”
Well, her level was 155, so she could do anything.
Han-bin asked if Leon Hart could fly, and the answer that came back was…
“I didn’t even know there was such a spiritual art.”
It seemed to be another one of Hollien’s unique spiritual art.
It was a great harvest to know that the enemy could fly.
Looking back at the silver-haired girl, Ryu Han-bin spoke seriously.
“I have to practice riding Effir later.”
Of course, he didn’t mean the unpardonable atrocity of raping a young girl, but what he meant was that he wanted to practice flying in the sky by riding on her back, a Wyvern.
Effir immediately understood and even clenched her fist.
“I haven’t practiced flying much lately, but I’ll have to train separately.”
Regardless, the Transcendental went to the battlefield herself.
Leon Hart sighed with relief.
“We get to see more of her skills.”
* * *
The flash quickly crossed the citadel of light.
The Allendian Army, who saw Hollien, burst into cheers.
“Oh, my Queen!”
“The Fairy Queen has descended!”
No one was worried about the country’s precious Queen even though she jumped into the battlefield herself.
Leon Hart, a fighting spiritist, had a high reputation, but Hollien could fight alone as much as she wanted.
She didn’t have to do that much.
Everyone watched Hollien’s back with anticipation as he flew over the field.
Wasn’t it an opportunity to get a glimpse of the true skills of the Transcendental?
“Wow!”
“Kill them all!”
With the soldiers cheering behind her, Hollien continued to soar.
After reaching the space right above the monsters, she gradually lowered her altitude.
As the distance closed, their level began to show on the Guideline.
[Race: Great Orc Lv. 65]
[Race: Chimera Trolls Lv. 68]
[Race: Lesser Manticore Lv. 73]
[Race: Arc Lizardman Lv. 71]
Like the Aliens’ Guidelines, additional explanations about the race weren’t provided.
The power of the demon she carried didn’t come directly from Omphalos.
She copied the power and erased the influence of the demon.
It didn’t include various skills or additional information like the original.
So when Hollien checked her status window, the only information that popped up was the following:
[Hollien Strauss Allendia: Spiritualist lv. 155
Retention Skill: Unverifiable]
Her spiritual skills were all self-disciplined, not skills from the Guideline.
Therefore, leveling up didn’t allow her to gain additional skills like Aliens.
‘I don’t have to get those.’
In the first place, there was only one reason why the Top Three aimed for the Aliens’ ability.
The power of ‘absorption.’
The rest wasn’t important.
Even though she already had that ability, she still had to experiment with it, but there was no reason to be disappointed.
Turning in the air, Hollien looked calmly at the monsters.
The monsters roared in return.
Grrr!
At the same time, light burst all over the meadow.
Flames rose, and thunders and flashes covered the sky.
Their attack against Hollien had begun.
However, it wasn’t easy to intercept an enemy over 20 meters in the air.
“Hum!”
Hollien giggled and raised her right hand slightly.
A curtain of light unfolded and attacked all the incoming projectiles.
She glared at a nearby Lesser Manticore.
‘Well, shall I try it, then?’
She didn’t need an advantageous position.
Her will alone invoked a spiritual art, creating a huge, milky blade.
-Ectoplasmic Blade!
The blade penetrated the torso of the Lesser Manticore.
It happened in the blink of an eye. The Manticore couldn’t even recognize it, let alone avoid it.
Along with the explosion, the blood and flesh of the monster exploded in all directions.
Boom!
The Guideline posted a message.
[Lv. 73 Lesser Manticore has been eliminated. You have gained 8,834,200 Experience Points.]
Unlike warriors and Magic Swordsmen, Spiritists and Mages had little difference in physical strength or stamina from ordinary people.
To make up for that, their mental capacity to deal with Mana and Prana increased.
“There’s no way the metaphysical phenomenon of the human mind could be digitized this way in the first place. It’s a rule of thumb.”
Originally, Latna’s level concept was just an indicator of roughly how much physical ability one had, how much technical training they had, and how much combat experience they had gained. The total of that would then be converted into numbers.
Latnains’ blind faith in the measuring stone also meant that they never thought it would break down and showed the approximate strength accurately, not the level itself.
Comparing it to Earth’s term, it was like a martial arts certificate.
It was much more accurate than that, but it was never absolute.
The basic form of strength varied greatly.
Some people were weak but fast, others were slow but strong and resilient to physical attacks, and others were strong and fast but lacked proper combat skills.
Even after quantifying their abilities, the weakest couldn’t be guaranteed.
‘That’s ridiculous.’
Genovia and Garhan were lower in level than Hollien, but there was no certainty that she would win in a one-on-one fight.
‘No, wouldn’t Genovia, which has the lowest level, have the highest winning rate?’
Combat was never simple. There were countless variables like the fighter’s condition and level of situational judgment.
The number of experience points she needed was so large that the gap seemed huge, but it was only a thin line among the Top Three beings.
However, the Aliens believed in levels and abilities as if they were absolute standards.
From their point of view, it was inevitable.
Aliens gained experience points to raise their level, and each time their level rose, their ability and skills rose with it.
Besides, they grew stronger through combat.
There were no variables in the figures.
Everyone was under the same impression. Hence, for them, high levels were superior to low levels in all respects.
However, it was just a worthless number for Latnains, who developed their skills with their talents and efforts.
Hollien murmured as she looked through the monsters.
“Anyway, if I kill them by myself, it’s confirmed that I will gain experience…”
At least, she didn’t gain experience because her opponents’ levels were too low.
“Then what about earlier?”
Curiously, she clasped her hands together.
“Let’s see. I’ll have to kill more.”
* * *
The blue-haired woman crossed the night sky gracefully, the hem of her dress fluttering due to the wind.
A swift hand gesture from her led to ruthless bombardment.
-Ectoplasmic Blades!
Dozens of milky-white blades rained down on the monsters.
The moment they struck their targets, the monsters screamed.
Argh!
Argh!
Every time a monster died, the Guideline displayed a message.
[Lv. 68 Great Orc has been eliminated. You have gained 4,381,900 Experience Points.]
As soon as Hollien turned it off, the message window moved away to one corner of the view.
The message of the Guideline became invisible or visible depending on the user’s will.
Of course, that was a necessary function.
While concentrating on the battle, if the light screen suddenly caught her eyes, it could distract her, causing her to make a mistake and putting her life in danger.
‘I just need to know if I gain experience points or not, but I don’t have to worry about the numbers.’
spiritual arts to deal with the monsters.
Hollien attacked them directly, summoned an ectoplasmic giant to kill the monsters instead of her, and controlled their minds to fight each other.
She continued to gain experience points.
Only when she put an auxiliary spiritual art on the Allendia army did she not gain points.
‘Why? What’re the requirements?’
Thinking about it, Hollien reached a conclusion.
“Oh, I don’t know.”
She got tired of it.
Hollien, who had lived as the Queen of a powerful nation all her life, was born a genius. She easily acquired spiritual arts.
However, her patience wasn’t that long.
Even she was aware of the fact.
‘My concentration is 1,280? What’s the standard for that?’
Hollien laughed at the Guideline, saying they were unbelievable.
She understood.
She was sure that was just a rough idea of combat-related figures.
‘It’s just limited to concentration when using spiritual arts.’
Latna’s measuring stone was similar in that sense.
Hunters called it the ‘strength of the soul’ to be stylish, but it could only identify aspects that involved combat.
If it were the strength of the soul, even if someone were a beginner in combat, they would be highly evaluated if they had a strong mentality.
It was easy to be misled by words such as mental or concentration.
“Then let’s just give up this troublesome experiment…”
Swaying through the air, Hollien began to sign.
She came forward not only to experiment with the power of the devil.
That battle was to prove that the Transcendental wasn’t related to the night’s big changes.
Hollien needed to personally come to the frontlines to show the people her strength and imprint it on everyone’s mind.
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