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Ethereal Ascendance: A Journey of Transformation
Vol 6/ Chapter 18: Recovering Power

Vol 6/ Chapter 18: Recovering Power

One thing was clear - the "Calamity" couldn't just appear out of nowhere in New Parristol's underground space.

Everyone on this continent knew that "Calamity" only happens when two angels mate, or when an angel mates with a human who has high light element affinity. So the one that Nicola and Adrian just met must have been brought in from outside.

From what Adrian knew, there were rumors that the Ancient God Religion had helped Edenmere clean up "Calamity" long ago. So it wasn't strange if they had secretly kept a few of these creatures during all this time.

"So you think the Ancient God Religion released these things to find us? If that's true, it means Selene and her people must have found a way to not be affected by the 'Calamity'."

After seeing how powerful their enemies were, and knowing how the Ancient God Religion operated with the "Spring" god backing them, Nicola quickly understood what Adrian meant.

Things were getting more difficult! Just fighting one was already so hard, and she could clearly feel the light element getting more insense ahead. This probably wasn't just her imagination - there might be more than one "Calamity" released in this underground space!

But controlling "Calamity" wasn't easy either. In theory, you had to fight for control with the being behind it - the Light God Beluto.

But this world's Beluto was special! Maybe he wasn't completely destroyed back then. Like how Galadra's soul left her body completely and now lives in another dimension to keep the Cycle of Rebirth running, Beluto's soul was probably hiding in some higher dimension too.

Based on Adrian's different experience - he said that when the "Calamity" affected him, he only heard Beluto's voice trying to make him serve the "Spring" god! So Nicola had a feeling that Beluto was being controlled at that time. Maybe what he told her earlier was actually him secretly asking for help to escape being controlled?

"Didn't you want to save your people? Now you'll probably have to be ready to die. Maybe we should think this through first?"

The road ahead would clearly be dangerous. Nicola couldn't help but mock him, planning to convince Adrian to give up. But as soon as he could move a bit, he pulled out many arrows and still firmly said:

"No matter how dangerous it is ahead, I must hurry there!"

"Are you crazy or what!"

Adrian's strong sense of duty as King made no sense to Nicola. Be it for the public good or her own reasons, she didn't want this happen. She wondered if she had been talking to a crazy person all this time?

But Nicola was too weak to stop him now. She could only watch as Adrian picked a blue-feathered arrow from his pile and stuck it into his wound.

"What do these arrows do anyway?"

This wasn't the first time she'd seen what the blue arrows could do. She remembered how he used the same method to fix his twisted arms and legs. Nicola got curious and picked up an arrow. She saw the word "Heal" written on it.

"'Heal' means treatment..."

At first she didn't get it, but after a few seconds she suddenly understood. "Hey! Why didn't you tell me you had such good stuff? Did you forget I'm injured too?"

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"Your injuries? These arrows have healing powers like water magic, but they probably won't work on angels, right?"

When Adrian heard Nicola's question, he was surprised at first, then explained why he hadn't shown them earlier.

His explanation made sense: Angels' bodies are made of pure light elements, so they resist magic and elements strongly. So even healing arrows made from Battle Qi should barely affect angels.

"Who said I wanted to use it to heal my body?"

Sure, Nicola had many internal injuries and was in great pain running around, but the main reason she couldn't recover quickly was because she was extremely low on magic power!

As soon as she finished speaking, she stuck a blue arrow into her back where her wings grow. Angels' wings aren't made of pure light elements, and they're actually the only part that angel's healing magic can't heal...

Soon, ten wings spread out from Nicola's back again. This sight made Adrian, who had never seen this before, freeze in surprise.

"So I leveled up? It's been quite a while since the last time!"

Clearly Nicola was also surprised to find an extra pair of wings on her back, but that wasn't her main focus right now. The familiar wind elements was flowing into her body through her wings again.

In the next second, you could see a blur around her body, like a shadow. All her old injuries instantly healed, and her body returned to full strength.

"These past few days really showed me how powerless I am without my wings!"

Nicola couldn't help but sigh. Now that her power was fully back, everything would be different. She looked at Adrian, who was still standing there shocked. Even though things had come to this point, she couldn't bring herself to want revenge like before. But she did have another idea.

"Don't you want to save your people? Here's a chance - if you kneel down and sing 'Conquest' for me, I'll help you take back your New Parristol!"

"Huh? You really can? But what's this 'Conquest'?"

Adrian finally snapped out of it, but his happiness lasted only a second before he got confused again. He had no idea what 'Conquest' was. It sounded like a song name, but he didn't know how to sing it.

"Don't worry, I can teach you later!"

Thinking about finally being able to put this stubborn guy under her foot, Nicola felt better than ever before.

But when Adrian saw her smiling face as she said this, he looked worried. He seemed to regret showing her the healing arrows so openly earlier.

...

Later, in the underground shelter of Lantine Oasis.

"How did our released 'Calamity' work?"

The gray-robed bishop Gilbert was getting tired of questioning the New Parristol civilians, who really seemed not to know where their king was. He walked over to Selene, who was resting in a corner, and asked.

"We can't be sure yet. I need to do a ritual to contact the 'Spring' Lord again to know exactly what happened. Only the 'Spring' Lord can directly control those 'Calamity', and these were all we had saved up over many years!"

Right now, several church guards were busy around Selene, setting up a huge and complex formation on the ground. According to Selene, this formation was mainly to boost her mental communication, so she could talk directly with their god.

"Too bad! But I probably killed all those things already!"

Suddenly a voice came from above, making everyone look up.

But there was nothing up there, and it was very dark, so they couldn't see anyone at first.

"I remember this voice. It's that light mage... no, it might actually be an angel!"

Selene was blind from the side effects of time control, but she could recognize who it was.

"Not bad, my fan! You could even guess that!"

Sure enough, Nicola appeared not far ahead, looking very relaxed. She clapped her hands while slowly walking into everyone's view.

Everyone could clearly see five pairs of wings on her back, proving Selene's guess right. But being a ten-winged high-ranking angel didn't shock the Ancient God Religion people like it would shock other humans.

"Everyone protect the High Priest!"

One of the church guards suddenly shouted, then rushed at Nicola with several others, showing their good training.

"Hmph, just moths flying into the fire!"

Then gray-robed bishop Gilbert didn't dare slack off either. He gathered his Psionic Energy and sent out a fierce invisible attack from another direction.

Almost everyone there believed that even a ten-winged angel, no matter how strong, couldn't possibly win against a group attack from church guards above level 5 and an Ancient God Religion bishop.

"Ahhh—"

And it really seemed that way. First they heard a terrible scream - the invisible Psionic Energy hit its target. Then a group of guards surrounded her and beat her up until her cries for help got quieter and quieter. Someone felt something was wrong and shouted to stop...