278: Chapter 278 The Shocked Crowd

"Doesn't this count as cheating? Distinguished High Priest and Sir Paladin."

Mild watched the mysterious power spreading from one of the login devices, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This Saintess from the Holy Light Monastery actually possessed the status of a True God within the cultivation system!

In other words, the 'Blessing of the Gods' she cast was actually borrowing the power of her original body from the outside world; thus, her projection in the natural trial required no cost to use it.

"Godhood is something Her Highness the Saintess was born with, just as a baby is born naturally knowing how to breathe."

The Paladin nearby snorted coldly and said:

"By your logic, the power possessed by your Junior Martial Brother also exceeds the limits of the trial. I don't believe he has the ability to simultaneously reverse causality, time, and space under these conditions."

"What do you know? This is the power of technology. How could someone like you, who only knows how to pray to gods, understand it?"

Mild retorted without backing down, though he was also somewhat curious in his heart.

He discovered that this Junior Martial Brother's skills far exceeded his expectations.

Even he couldn't immediately figure out the trick behind such methods.

"Hmm... it's not simple space-time regression... it should be some kind of talent ability..."

Just as Mild was speculating, the previously silent High Priest of the Elf Race suddenly let out a long sigh, a decent smile reappearing on his face as he said:

"Being able to break through the barriers set by the assessment counts as their own skill."

The situation on the field was already very clear.

The elites from Leviathan Academy were actually not bad in terms of level and on-the-spot response.

However, they happened to encounter a mysterious Saintess with the status of a True God and a super genius being fought over by two Tower Masters.

It wasn't an unfair loss.

Looking at it from another perspective.

Although the ostensible meaning of holding the competition was the allocation of resources, in the final analysis, it was still to discover and nurture true geniuses to deal with those terrifying enemies.

"Congratulations to you both."

The Elven High Priest shook his head slightly and said:

"It seems the first place of this session will be born between your two sides. My Leviathan Academy has fallen quite short."

"The High Priest overstates it."

Hearing this, the Paladin nodded slightly in return and said:

"Her Highness the Saintess is one of the most noble existences in our Holy Spirit City. To be able to fight against a True God blessed by the gods is already a supreme honor."

"The foundation of Leviathan Academy is beyond doubt..."

A slight smile touched Mild's face:

"It's also that my Time Book House has good luck; the Master just happened to send Junior Martial Brother here to learn. Otherwise, our performance would definitely be inferior to yours."

With the Elven High Priest's interruption, the atmosphere immediately softened.

As for the so-called cheating mentioned earlier, it was merely a casual joke.

Given the status of these three major powers, they wouldn't blame their own oversights on the examinees.

If one had the ability to find loopholes or use power beyond the rules, that was the examinee's own capability, and they welcomed such geniuses.

"Let's continue watching the match. The champion should belong to the Monastery."

Mild's gaze returned to the real-time projection in the sky, feeling a slight regret in his heart.

Generally speaking, the blessings of gods were major unilateral buffs.

For example, the blessing of the God of Strength increased strength.

The blessing of the God of Speed increased agility.

But this Saintess—it was unknown what her godhood was, or perhaps she was influenced by the blessings of multiple gods—the blessing she activated was actually an all-around buff. Her overall strength increased by more than several times, which was simply a dimensional reduction strike for such a low-level world.

Although his Junior Martial Brother had used special means to Restore his military forces, it was clear that the undead Swarm augmented by a god far surpassed the mechanical legion in strength.

In just a few days, another half of the steel fortresses had been submerged.

"Still... to force a natural-born True God to use such means is a glorious defeat... wait, this is!"

Mild's eyes suddenly widened, an expression of disbelief appearing on his face.

"Restored again?"

"This...!"

The expression of the Elven High Priest beside him also quietly changed.

His speculation was similar to Mild's, thinking it should be something like a talent ability.

But even so-called talent abilities must follow basic principles; they cannot create something from nothing. With the base stats of that weakened projection body, it was impossible to support the use of such a high-level ability a second time.

"It's not a special ability... then that's incredible..."

Except for the piously faithful Paladin, Mild and the Elven High Priest both fixed their gazes tightly on Zhang Huaiyuan.

Meanwhile, the battle on the field had entered a white-hot stage.

The undead Swarm, bolstered by the 'Blessing of the Gods,' fought with increasing ferocity.

Even though Zhang Huaiyuan had enhanced his technological power to the maximum, he remained at a disadvantage.

After all, this no longer belonged to the power of the trial world; it was divine power from beyond the realm!

Even the most ordinary Claw Bug now had a speed exceeding Mach 3. Visually, they were like streaks of dark red lightning pouncing toward the mechanical fortresses that were pouring out firepower.

Those already sharp bone claws were now invincible, tearing through the alloy steel plates of the Thor-class units as easily as if they were tofu.

"Truly troublesome..."

Zhang Huaiyuan activated True Sight and looked toward that mysterious power descending from beyond the heavens.

He saw that every particle within it was inscribed with dense and complex runes, most of which he had never even seen before.

"However... today, even a god must stay here."

Zhang Huaiyuan gently waved his hand, and an invisible power of laws swept through.

"Restore."

In an instant, the mechanical defensive line that had finally been half-destroyed reappeared once more.

The charging undead Swarm was completely unprepared for this move. Countless turrets and mecha warriors emerged perfectly intact, instantly disrupting the Zerg Swarm's formation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

But Zhang Huaiyuan's mechanical legion did not dally; the moment they reappeared, they locked onto their targets and opened fire with everything they had.

In a flash, the flesh and severed limbs of Insect Beasts flew everywhere, and they suffered heavy losses.

"They can actually be resurrected..."

Saintess Jiang Nian, hovering in mid-air with her transparent wings fluttering, was momentarily dazed.

She hadn't expected that even after she used the power of her original body, the opponent could still resist.

"Zhang Huaiyuan... interesting... but this ability, I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Saintess Jiang Nian momentarily fell into reminiscence.

She seemed completely indifferent to the heavily damaged undead Swarm below.

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