Low Dimensional Game - Saintess

“Someone has already activated the ichor crystal and assimilated the deified cells!”

The condition for activation Lu Zhiyu designed was very simple. As long as the user had a strong wish and no resistance to the process, cell assimilation would be achieved. The assimilation by the defied cells went beyond introducing the cells into the body. The deified cells would reconstruct the living organism and consume a large amount of energy. But the defied cells Lu Zhiyu modified contains a large amount of energy within themselves, so it was sufficient to complete a full body transformation!

Everyone stared at Kelly, who was floating in the air as she currently influenced by the mind power within the cells in the ichor. She transformed from an average looking girl into a maiden with fine, ethereal features and waist-length raven hair.

The young noble gaped, as if he was witnessing a miracle. He stared at the young girl floating in the air, “How, how is this possible? God and miracles actually exist!”

Everyone retreated in shock. Ian, the comrade that had betrayed Mark, fell to the ground, “Impossible, it was real? How could this be real?”

The young noble awoke from his shock and began screaming wildly, “Quick, kill her, kill her!”

All of his knights hesitated in stepping forward. After seeing this scene, which was akin to witnessing the descent of God, all of them acquired a sense of reverence for the young girl. “Sir, we can’t, she just received the attention of God!”

The young noble roared in fury, panicked. “You just killed her father. If we leave her, we all will perish, so hurry up and kill her!”

Egged on by the young noble, a few soldiers charged toward the young girl. They pulled out their longswords and sliced toward the young girl. At this moment, Kelly suddenly opened her eyes, peering at them with fathomless black pupils and an air of condescension, as if she stood above them with the coldness of the divine!

In that moment she opened her eyes, all of the longswords coming at Kelly came to a halt. As her gaze moved, a few of the soldiers discovered that they had completely lost control over their bodies, as they now turned their longswords toward their own necks!

“What’s happening? I can’t move!”

“My hand, what’s going on? I can’t control my hand!”

“Oh God, what’s going on?”

Slowly, those soldiers each slit their own throats, killing themselves under the moonlight, with helpless eyes that were drowned in despair. Everyone felt a chill go down their spines, their legs buckling under them. This sort of power was far beyond their imaginations, and could only be attributed to the realm of the divine or the devil!

After witnessing this chilling scene, all of the people present were trembling. Immediately, someone could not stand the pressure any longer, and tried to run. But, within a few steps, he fell to the ground, his eyes losing their luster!

“Run, everyone, run!”

“This is not the power of God, but the power of the Devil! It’s a demon!”

The girl swept her gaze over the others. All of those in her line of sight froze, before slowly drawing their longswords and slitting their own throats. Dozens of soldiers and knights, including seven Bloodline Knights, died at the same time. Their bloodline powers were worthless in the face of the power of the divine!

“Forgive me, I have sinned, but I did not kill your father!”

“Spare me!”

The young noble collapsed to the ground, unable to believe the scene of carnage unfolding before his eyes, as dozens of people commited suicide simultaneously, their lives ebbing away beneath the new light of the rising moon and the dancing light of the torch in front of the wooden hut.

“How is this possible?”

“This? This is the power of God?”

The dark haired girl approached the noble, the moon shining behind her back, dragging out her long shadow. The young noble lifted his head in a daze, like a frightened child.

“Don’t—don’t come any closer! You can’t kill me, I am…I am…”

The noble shrieked with a feminine squeal, only to discover that his body was no longer under his control. He was being manipulated into lifting his hands to his throat, and then strangling himself, as if he had been caught by the claws of the devil. As the force continuously increased, he strangled himself to death!

Kelly only came to her senses as she was watching the agonizing death of the young noble, whose face had turned blue and purple, like a demon. Instantly, she freed herself from the supernatural state she was in, only to discover, to her utter shock, the corpses littered on the ground around her.

She then saw her father’s body, nailed upon the wooden pole. She sprung to him, held him in a tight embrace, and wailed loudly, “Father!”

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The next morning, the devastation of the scene was discovered by the locals. Utterly traumatized, Kelly was still hugging the body of her father. The hillside that was covered by the carcasses of the soldiers and knights she had slaughtered. Such a scene was like the descent of the devil. No one dared to approach her!

In the afternoon, a team of Temple Knights rushed over, led by Cardinal Hodap. In the Bull Mountain Range, the Temple Knights were facing off against the emperor’s troops. Though the Church had stated their authority over the Golden King’s tomb, due to the presence of divine relics, the Church was facing immense pressure and would not be able to hold out much longer!

Since the Crete empire had obtained the Sword of the King first, the Church of Light had lost the initiative. But, to their great fortune, Hodap had discovered news about the location of the ichor, only to find that the ichor had already been consumed!

The Church of Light had already predicted this scenario. No matter who it was, as long as they possessed the bloodline of God, the Church would recognize them as a saint or a saintess. As such, the Church would be able to act as the mouthpiece of God here in this world. Thus, Hodap had to be the first to find the Saintess. The Saintess must belong to the Church of Light!

As Hodap dismounted by the hill, he saw the corpses of those who had committed suicide, including the entire squad of knights and Bloodline Knights. They had all died without the slightest signs of resistance. It chilled him to the bones. He couldn’t feel the slightest warmth even though the sun shined upon him.

Hodap turned his eyes to the beautiful maiden, who was clutching the body of a man up on the slope. Though she was drenched in blood and dressed in dirty rags, her exquisite appearance and goddess-like demeanor made the spectators feel as though they were witnessing the descent of an angel!

Hodap knew that this must be the Saintess, as no ordinary women could ever achieve that level of beauty. In fact, Hodap had never encountered any woman of such unearthly beauty. Though her body had yet to fully mature, she already possessed an allure that could topple nations. The entire squad dismounted and knelt to the ground. Hodap went to the forefront, bowing before Kelly.

“Cardinal Hodap of the Church of Light Crete Empire East Division greets Your Holiness. Saintess, we have come to receive you!”

Kelly lifted her head and looked at the crowd in a daze. She discovered that she could read their very thoughts, from each of their minds. It would only take a single thought on her part to deprive them of control over their bodies. They would not be able to resist her in the slightest. This was the power she had received from the ichor, the power granted to her by God!

“The Church of Light? Is that the place closest to God?”

Kelly stood up. Though her small stature did not even reach Hodap’s chest, in the face of this black haired maiden with unearthly beauty and unfathomable powers standing amongst a pile of dead bodies, Hodap felt a tendril of fear.

Kelly raised her head, “Are you all afraid of me? Am I not the messenger of God? Why are you afraid of me?”

Hodap looked into Kelly’s eyes. He felt that those bewitching black eyes seemed to see into the depths of his very soul, and he could not help but take a step backward. “God, this is truly the power of the divine!”

Looking around, all of the haughty Temple Knights, who could each rival ten men alone, were trembling before the young girl. It was as if those black eyes had the magical power to instil fear

Kelly murmured, “It turns out that all of these men have hearts that are tainted by such filth and foolishness!”