"Sorry, Cousin! But let's take care of things first and then talk about this..."
Leilin waved his hand, and another [Portal] opened directly.
——[Dragon Might Domain]!
——[Fireball]!
Boom! The Legendary Dragon's spiritual domain and scorching firelight instantly sent the surrounding pirates screaming and flying backward, their bodies covered in burn marks.
The pirates farther away screamed and collapsed to the ground—the Dragon Might's spiritual domain was completely irresistible to those of lesser strength; they could only await the enemy's slaughter.
In truth, an adult dragon's Dragon Might was only average. If it reached the level of an Ancient Dragon or even a Primordial Dragon, the Dragon Might alone could deal with most high-level professionals, and even Legendaries would be significantly affected.
"A portal? A high-level
The Bishop of the God of Murder cried out, numerous lights flashing across his body.
Then, upon seeing Leilin also step through the portal, his pupils contracted sharply: "It's you! You've already advanced to high-level?"
"You talk too much..."
Leilin shot the Bishop a contemptuous glance and launched the prepared arcane spell.
——[High-level Disjunction]!
Bang! Bang! Crackling! Numerous spell auras shattered, followed by the magic items themselves—starting from the rings on his hands, then the necklace, and finally the luxurious clothes on his body.
One magic item after another detonated on the Bishop, and because he had so many that even his undergarments were magic items, he very unfortunately ended up running naked.
"A 9th-level Greater Disjunction? A high-level Wizard of level nineteen or above?" Ignoring his own image entirely, the Bishop was plunged into enormous shock.
The opponent advancing to [High-level Wizard] in just a few years was already startling enough, let alone reaching profession level nineteen, approaching Legendary.
But the power of Disjunction was displayed right before his eyes, leaving him completely unable to comprehend it.
"This is the power of arcane magic..."
Looking at the Bishop reduced to a naked figure, Leilin sighed inwardly. After all, the opponent was a high-level Priest with a profession level of at least seventeen. Leilin's Wizard level alone couldn't do anything to him, let alone the fact that the opponent was a high-level Priest who possessed a vast number of high-level magic items.
But the [
For instance, this 9th-level [High-level Disjunction] was a spell specifically designed to counter spell-casting professionals. Its targeting was incomparably precise—any item below Legendary rank would disintegrate directly under the spell.
It could be said that this arcane spell was the bane of all Wizards! A large portion of a Wizard's combat power came from their magic items—once stripped away, it was a near-fatal blow!
Moreover, the materials and resources painstakingly accumulated, the magic items crafted at enormous effort, would be directly annihilated. This blow alone was enough to make a Wizard cough blood.
Just like this Bishop.
With his wealth, he would normally have had countless spells and escape items on him—even Leilin's surprise attack this time shouldn't have been able to kill him directly.
But now, all of his preparations had crumbled under Leilin's spell, completely rendered ineffective.
And a high-level Priest's divine spells were mostly buff and healing types—the ones that could actually deal damage were few and far between.
It could be said that Leilin's single [High-level Disjunction] had effectively stripped away most of the Bishop's strength.
"Damn it... How could you possibly advance so quickly?"
The Bishop's face had turned ashen, his eyes bloodshot. No matter how generously he had overestimated Leilin's strength, he never would have imagined that Leilin was now approaching the Legendary tier.
And this colossal oversight had directly led to his defeat.
"This is only the effect of High-level Disjunction. If it were Legendary-level [Greater Disjunction], it would truly be the nightmare of all [Legendary Wizards]—a power that could damage not only Legendary items but even divine artifacts..."
Leilin's eyes held intoxication and longing, then his gaze locked directly onto the Bishop.
"You... What do you want?"
Even now, the Bishop felt no fear of opposing Leilin—only immense regret. Regret for not having made preparations before making him an enemy.
"What do I want? That should be my question to you, Your Excellency the Bishop!"
Leilin said with a faint smile, and at that moment Isabel unleashed several [Dragon Breaths] in succession, incinerating several high-level assassins into ash.
Seeing this scene, the corners of the Bishop's eyes finally began to twitch.
These high-level assassins were all carefully cultivated experts. Though their combat power couldn't match the one who had ambushed Leilin before, they were all elites!
But now, their bodies lay strewn everywhere, rendering years of the Bishop's painstaking cultivation completely wasted.
A Dragon Bloodline Sorcerer's Dragon Scale Defense was already terrifying, not to mention the [Red Dragon Longsword], a Legendary item. The high-level enchanted daggers in those assassins' hands were simply no match—after engaging, they were sliced apart directly.
Meanwhile, the Crimson Tiger Pirates and the Bishop's pirates had gradually divided in strength. The hastily assembled low-level pirates were simply no match for Leilin's battle-hardened elites.
Battle cries pressed ever closer, and even this flagship was caught and surrounded by those pirate ships, with numerous desperate pirates surging aboard like a tide.
In this situation, Leilin appeared remarkably calm and composed, possessing a powerful innate confidence.
"Your Excellency the Bishop! I had no dealings whatsoever with your church before, yet you have now harbored malicious intent directly against us. Doesn't that require an explanation?"
Leilin looked at him, the light from the Chip growing ever brighter in his eyes.
This Bishop gave him a sensation very different from other Priests.
He had seen quite a few high-level Priests—even Zorna, the gold priest of the Goddess of Wealth, was stationed on Faolan Island. But this Bishop of the God of Murder gave him an utterly peculiar feeling.
[Beep! Abnormal energy reaction detected within the target!]
The Chip displayed a human body scan before Leilin's eyes. The semi-transparent model was dotted with numerous dark-red spots, looking thoroughly sinister.
"As expected... contaminated by foreign energy?"
Leilin mused inwardly. "And... as a high-level Priest, this contamination comes from divine power!"
From Leilin's perspective, the holy light that should have marked a high Bishop had been utterly polluted beyond recognition.
Whether Lesser Divinity or Greater Divinity, the requirement for divine power was always purity above all else. But now, Leilin was looking at a divine power structure that had been contaminated and twisted beyond shape.
"That God of Murder... Has he truly gone mad? Not even caring about his own Priests anymore... And this twisted power..."
A chill crept through Leilin's heart.
In legend, the God of Murder
And the only one who could have influenced this was that Twisted Shadow!
"Truly worthy of being an ancient eighth-level peak Wizard. Even after falling, they can still cause tremendous trouble for their opponents..."
Leilin couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"Hmm?" Across from him, the Bishop's eyelids raised slightly. In this situation, Leilin's words carried a distinctly conciliatory tone.
"I can explain this matter..." The Bishop immediately seized on the opening. After all, behind him stood a True God—a Greater Divinity! Being feared was perfectly understandable. In the Material Plane, no one had ever dared to directly resist a Greater Divinity deity!
This was his confidence in his own god.
"The violent plan has completely failed, but if I can recruit him to my side and make him believe in my god, that might not be such a bad outcome..."
Faint dark-red light flickered through the Bishop's eyes.
Then his grip involuntarily loosened—his hand had been tightly clutching a hard pendant.
"Now!" Leilin's gaze flashed. Invisible spatial ripples swept through, carrying a brilliant streak of light.
"Hmm?"
The Bishop was startled, and then a searing pain shot through his wrist.
Smack! His right hand fell directly onto the deck, fresh blood seeping out continuously, as a miniature idol tumbled free.
"He never had the slightest intention of submitting!"
The Bishop's eyes went wide, and a flood of madness surged through them again. His remaining left hand shot directly toward his heart.
"Too late... [Finger of
Leilin sighed, and a dark light from his hand sank directly into the Bishop's forehead, dimming the light in his eyes.
Thud! The Bishop's body crashed heavily to the ground, triggering a complete collapse among the pirates.
Dealing with the rabble was naturally left to subordinates. Leilin stepped over to where the Bishop's severed right hand had fallen and studied the miniature pendant, a contemplative expression on his face.
"A [Divine Descent]? The material is also peculiar—it actually withstood the [High-level Disjunction] attack directly..."
Thinking this, Leilin picked up the pendant.
It was very small, shaped like a miniature idol, with a thin silver chain threaded through it, shimmering with a bright glow.