101: The End
A deity had been wounded.
Not by a divine artifact that countered her, but by a mortal who had directly broken through her defenses.
Intense pain spread through the deity's body. Bai Ling's attack had truly injured a god who hadn't been hurt for countless years.
"Die, all of you die!" The furious deity roared as she lunged toward Bai Ling.
Since Leticia stood behind Bai Ling, the gem in her hand would dissolve all of the deity's fog attacks, so now the deity could only use this savage method to battle Bai Ling.
"Hah..." Bai Ling raised her sword again, the galaxy once more appearing behind her.
Then, brilliant light struck the deity again.
After taking Bai Ling's sword light twice directly, even a deity completely lost her earlier arrogance. The clothing on her body had become extremely transparent, ready to disappear at any moment.
Blood flowed from her mouth and nose, her right arm hung limply at her side—she looked nothing like a deity at all.
"Bastard!"
"Still have strength left, huh." Bai Ling's sword-holding hand was also trembling. Releasing sword light twice consecutively was an enormous burden for her too.
She looked relatively normal now, but actually could barely launch another threatening attack.
Incidentally, only two beings had ever withstood two of her sword strikes—and both happened to be in this very place.
"Throw another one and kill her!" The pale-faced Leticia said to Bai Ling in a very weak voice.
She had been the one beaten into fleeing by two consecutive sword strikes back then, and this self-proclaimed God of Fog was in much better condition than she had been after taking two sword strikes.
This seemed to prove indirectly that Leticia was indeed inferior to this God of Fog.
Back then she had been one breath away from death, barely managing to flee back to her Demon King palace on sheer willpower.
But this current God of Fog, though looking somewhat pitiful, showed no real reduction in strength.
Just one broken arm—for a deity who leaned more toward being a mage, it didn't affect combat at all.
"Can't do it." Bai Ling shook her head. Though she had caught the God of Fog off guard with two sword strikes, she herself was nearly at her limit too.
The consumption was simply too great.
"Looks like you're at your wit's end." The God of Fog coughed several times, wiping away the blood from her mouth. "Even if I'm sealed again, I'll make you pay a bloody price for blaspheming against a deity before that happens!"
Energy that shocked everyone present suddenly burst from her body. Dense white fog once again shrouded the clock tower, even temporarily suppressing the golden light.
Leticia frantically poured her remaining meager magical power into the gem, but the gem was still far from complete unsealing.
Her magical power was running out!
Leticia had already been nearly drained in the previous battle. Having her feed this bottomless pit of a gem now was truly asking too much of her.
"Sister, let me do it instead." Taking advantage of the brief lull, Qila had already run to Leticia's side. Seeing her sister's aura become even weaker than her own, she quickly said.
She had originally thought her sister still had sufficient magical power, but unexpectedly, her sister had even less remaining magical power than herself.
"Your magical power isn't much either. Even if you put it all in, it won't fill it." Leticia refused Qila's request. She still had one method—the final method.
"You can't!" Qila grabbed Leticia's hand. "Even if we really have to do that, it should be me."
"You're my sister. There's no way I can leave such a thing to my little sister." Leticia shook her head. She couldn't bear to see Qila suffer even the slightest harm.
That method was simply too painful.
Even she wasn't certain she could endure it—how could she let Qila do it?
As the older sister, she should shoulder the sister's responsibility at times like this.
"Qianqian, you mean..." The Guild Leader looked at the arguing sisters, her heart full of confusion.
Were they arguing over who would self-destruct to charge the gem?
No way, right? The Guild Leader didn't want her newly met good friend to die here.
"When we demons exhaust our magical power, there's one method to regain it." Leticia pried Qila's hands away, unwavering light flashing in her eyes. "Burn our blood—demon blood is the purest magical power."
According to demon research, a demon could obtain magical power equivalent to their total magical capacity by burning their blood.
This could indeed give desperate demons the power to turn the tables, but the price was extremely severe.
That was blood flowing in their veins—having that blood burn within their body brought pain no ordinary person could endure.
And the lost blood would take a very long time to replenish. During that period, the demon would be in an extremely weakened state.
Leticia had burned her blood once before, so she knew exactly how painful it was.
As for the price—being able to survive meant just lying in bed for ten days to half a month. What kind of price was that?
On the other side, Bai Ling was already showing signs of fatigue under the furious deity's attacks. Without Leticia's protection, her extremely fragile body became the biggest weak point.
The God of Fog had already left several wounds on Bai Ling. If this dragged on, Bai Ling probably couldn't hold out.
"Sister!"
"Qi, be good." Leticia said coldly.
"Sister..."
Leticia said no more, because she had already clenched her teeth.
Magical power reappeared in her dried magical source, continuously flowing into the golden gem, making the light it emitted increasingly powerful.
Pain, such pain!
Only this one sensation remained in Leticia's mind. Her blood was burning—burning for her sister, burning for her friend.
Last time, she had done it for herself.
This time, she did it for those she loved.
"Light up!!!" The black-haired girl roared, as if holding a sun in her hands.
Brilliant golden light once again dispersed the mist, making the God of Fog trapped within cry out in agony.
As if finally satisfied, after dispersing the mist in the room, the gem transformed into a golden light shooting toward the fog-shrouded sky.
The next moment, a sun appeared above the city.
Warm golden radiance dispersed the mist, making the entire city clear.
"No! No!" Under the golden light's illumination, the God of Fog rolled on the ground. White vapor rose from her body as if the light was roasting her flesh.
It was over, it was over.
They had won...
"Sister! Sister!"
Dimly, Leticia heard her sister's anxious voice.
But she could no longer respond. Her consciousness gradually fell into darkness as she sank into slumber.