"Tinidell's power has increased again."
Jenn couldn't help but sigh as he watched the battle below.
Verona didn't know why this happened, but Jenn knew very well that if the opponent had used other elemental creatures, it would be a little tricky for Tinidell.
But the fragment of the Death Shadow Door used the power of darkness. To Jenn, who knew everything about Tinidell, this attack was simply suicidal.
There was only one reason. Tinidell was the princess of the Dark Fairies — the ruler of all dark elements.
The so-called Dark Fairies didn't refer to the dark elves in the Underdark, but the fairies living in the dark elemental world, just like the fairies in the fire elemental world or the water elemental world that were formed by the elements themselves.
The elves living in such an elemental world could freely manipulate the power of the elements, and the Dark Fairies were no exception.
The dark fairies were no exception. As an existence that was as noble as the light fairies, the dark fairies could be considered one of the highest races in the entire Klein continent.
Just like how the fairies of light always served by the side of the gods, the fairies of darkness were one of the best helpers of demon kings. As the noblest princess among the fairies of darkness, Tinidale's abilities were unquestionable.
Using dark magic in front of the royal Dark Fairies who controlled the dark elements was the most suicidal choice that Jenn had ever seen.
But it was precisely because of Tinidell's characteristics that she was chosen by Jenn as a target.
At that time, Jenn was incomparably useless without the Dungeon System. Under such circumstances, if he could obtain a royal Dark Fairy as a subordinate, he would be able to obtain a glimmer of stability in the Demon Realm.
At that time, Tinidale was still considered naive and innocent, which was why he was lured into a trap by Zayen and Enoya, and then imprisoned.
He thought that he could successfully deal with her, but he didn't expect that Tinidell's spirit was more tenacious than he imagined. She actually seized an oversight and escaped from the prison.
From then on, Jenn never saw her again. After a long time, he found out that Tinidale had joined his brother Klein's forces, and was active as one of the four generals, Death Moon.
Judging from the strength that Tinidale had displayed, she was already at the peak of the Legendary-realm. In addition, she was the ruler of the dark elements, which naturally suppressed all dark magic.
Jenn didn't think he had a chance of winning against such an enemy. Even if the holy spirits and cultists joined forces, they might not be a match for Tinidale.
However, Jenn did not choose to leave. On the contrary, he stared at the fragment, feeling that something was not quite right.
Now that he thought about it, the information he and the cultists had probably come from Lilicia.
What about Klein's side?
Lilicia said that she got the information from Klein, but Jenn didn't believe it at all. On the other hand, what if Klein also got the information from Lilicia?
After all, in the previous conversation, Lilicia only said that Klein and the Netherworld Princess had made a deal. If he could gather all the fragments, she would form an alliance with him and betroth Nabelius to him.
However, she never said that after the deal, the Netherworld Princess told him the location of all the fragments.
It was only a logical deduction that the Princess of the Netherworld and Klein had come to an agreement, so she would naturally fulfill it.
But was it really that simple?
The Netherworld Princess did have her own forces on the surface. In fact, the City of Death used to be the headquarters of the Netherworld Princess' believers, and it was also the base of one of the cultists, the "Eulogist of Death".
They all believed in the Netherworld Princess and believed that death was just another starting point for life to start anew.
Most of the members of this organization were undead creatures, but there were also a few black mages.
Their strength wasn't inferior to the Doomsday Church.
It was just that the "Eulogist of Death" was busy rummaging through the graveyard all day long, so the Holy Church didn't pay too much attention to them.
If the Netherworld Princess really knew the location of all the fragments, she could have sent her own people to search for them, right?
After all, the Door of Death was only meaningful in the hands of the Netherworld Princess. In the lower world, cooperating with any other forces was like asking a tiger for its skin.
Under such circumstances, why didn't the Netherworld Princess just send her own people to deal with this problem instead of asking Klein to do it?
There were a few possibilities. First, the Netherworld Princess didn't know where the fragments were, so she sent Klein to search for them, and Klein got the information from Lilicia.
Second, the Netherworld Princess had already sent people to search for them, but they failed, so she sent Klein to be a fool. However, Jenn didn't think that this possibility was high, because they didn't see any remains of undead creatures along the way, so it was unlikely that the latter was the case.
If it was the former, then Lilicia was sure that there was a powerful force here that could kill Tinidor, herself, and everyone else here.
This was because it would only benefit her and not harm her.
On the other hand, if one of them escaped, then Lilicia would be in a bad situation.
Based on Jenn's understanding of that bitch, if his guess was correct, then she was sure that there was something in this seal that could completely kill Jenn and Tinidor.
But from the looks of it, this place wasn't that dangerous.
The Mirror of the Sun was indeed a terrifying weapon for the Demons, but it required someone to master and use it.
Although the power of darkness in the fragment of the Door of Death was rather dense, Tinidor's existence could be said to have restrained it to the extreme.
Even if Lilicia underestimated him and thought that he was no different from when he was in the lower world, she couldn't possibly underestimate Tinidor.
She was the princess of the Dark Elemental World, and anyone with a brain would know that she wasn't an existence that could be easily restrained and destroyed.
Could it be that there was something else here?
Just as Jenn pondered hard, the battle below broke out again.
After witnessing the dark creatures condensed from the fragment turn into ashes, the doomsday believers and holy spirits knew that their delusion of both sides suffering heavy losses and reaping the benefits had become a mirage. Right now, there were only two choices before them. They could either turn around and leave obediently, or attack desperately, snatch the fragment, and see who was the final winner.
As the protector of the fragment, the holy spirits attacked Tinidor first.
Steve, who was possessed by the Archangel, let out a snarl and pointed the golden sword in his hand forward. At the next moment, a pair of light wings emerged on the bodies of the possessed adventurer team members. They roared in unison, raised their weapons, and charged at Tinidor.
Several streaks of meteor-like radiance streaked across the dark space, speeding forward.
Facing the oncoming holy spirits, Tinidor came to a halt for the first time. She extended her right arm and the two-meter-long scythe streaked across the air in an arc, landing steadily in her hand.
At the next moment, the scythe bounced up high and collided with the blade blade.
Clang!
Along with a loud collision, bright sparks flashed in an instant. The holy spirits who missed their scythe fell from the sky, rolled on the ground, and slashed their scythe at Tinidor's leg.
In the face of the holy spirit's attack, Tinidale didn't even take half a step back. On the contrary, she turned her wrist and at the next moment, the blade of the enormous scythe whizzed down and nailed the adventurer to the ground.
"Ahhh — — —!"
Along with a blood-curdling scream, the radiance that enveloped the adventurer vanished instantly. Shortly after, a dazzling, winged spirit emerged from his body and struggled to fly into the sky.
But before it could leave the adventurer's body entirely, Tinidor flipped her wrist slightly. At the next moment, a surging tide of darkness burst into the sky like a fountain and bound the holy spirit.
In the blink of an eye, the holy spirit was tainted and devoured by the darkness entirely, vanishing in the torrent of darkness.
The death of his comrade didn't make the Holy Spirit retreat. Instead, with the help of his sacrifice, the other Holy Spirits surrounded Tinidor. Then, they raised the weapons in their hands and chanted a sacred song that mortals couldn't understand.
Then, the remaining eight holy spirits brandished their weapons and slashed at the air.
Along with this action, eight golden light pillars burst into the sky. One after another, enormous holy runes emanated golden brilliance like barriers that appeared out of thin air and enveloped Tinidor.
Now's the time!
Upon witnessing that Tinidor was completely sealed, Verona's eyes glinted in a glint. Then, his black robe fluttered in the absence of wind. Shortly after, a snarling, flaming serpent flew out and pounced on the sword-wielding angel who was watching over the seal.
As cultists, they didn't care about Tinidor at all. To them, the battle between Tinidor and the holy spirits had nothing to do with them. Their goal wasn't to eliminate the enemy, but to seize the opportunity to obtain the Death Shadow Gate fragment instead.
And now that the holy spirits and that woman were tangling with one another, how could they possibly let go of such a great opportunity?
Verona was smart, but the sword-wielding angel wasn't a fool either.
The reason why he didn't charge forward to deal with Tinidor was because he was wary of the group of cultists.
Upon witnessing Verona's attack, the sword-wielding angel bellowed. The holy sword in his hand slashed forward and split the flaming serpent into two.
But to Verona, he had achieved his goal.
Swish!
Just as the sword-wielding angel slashed the flaming serpent, a pitch-black sword suddenly emerged from the void and pierced straight for his heart.
Along with this action, countless sharp air currents expanded and turned into wind blades that pierced forward.
Facing this sudden ambush, the sword-wielding angel was startled. He flapped his wings hurriedly to deflect the wind blades, while the sword in his hand continued to block the attack.
Was it blocked?
Croy gripped his sword and stared at the sword-wielding angel. His ice-cold eyes were emotionless.
As the Apostle of the Doomsday Church, the reputation of the Blade of Death didn't need to be mentioned.
Previously, as he had to stop the attacks of the dark creatures, he couldn't fight the holy spirits.
And now, since the dark creatures were nowhere to be seen, it was time for the warrior to take the stage.
Now!!
Upon witnessing Croy blocking the sword-wielding angel's attack, Verona hesitated no more. He swayed his body slightly and dashed toward the altar fragment in a series of afterimages.
Sensing Verona's movement, the sword-wielding angel quickly retracted his sword and retreated, attempting to stop him from approaching.
But just as the sword-wielding angel retreated, the sharp blade in Croy's hand arrived like a shadow, stopping him from moving any further.
The remaining holy spirits also hurried over, but were stopped by the Doomsday Guardians.
Both sides attacked and defended for just a few seconds. Just as Croy once again blocked the sword-wielding angel's path, the black-robed mage finally reached the final seal.