Chapter 119: Don't Make It So Mysterious

Lake Blue Province, Ya'an City.

This medium-sized town is located near the border of Lake Blue Province, with the city of Jinmai in Goldrock Province just ahead.

Shortly after the Grand Duke of Starlight ordered the suppression of the Shimmer rebels, a large army took residence in the town.

The looming storm made the once-bustling town unusually quiet.

Walking down the streets, aside from hurried soldiers, there wasn't a single pedestrian in sight.

City Lord's Mansion, Council Chamber.

Over a dozen people sat facing each other.

At the head was Count Nolay, a confidant of Marquis Lake Blue and the commander of this vanguard army.

To his left were his subordinates, all bearing the titles of viscounts and barons.

This left the ruler of Ya'an City, Viscount Bodeman, seated at the far end with a careful, flattering smile.

On the right sat a group of people in dark blue robes.

Their robes, without exception, were adorned with brilliant star maps, with a flame emblem on the chest.

Anyone seeing this attire could guess their identity—the Spark Church followers!

Leading them was Chief Priest Jensen Rosario of the Spark Church.

His gaze slowly swept across the nobles opposite him, finally settling on Count Nolay.

"Count Nolay, when do you plan to deploy your troops?"

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Count Nolay's eyes at Jensen's blunt use of his name, but considering Jensen's position, he suppressed it, responding with a forced smile:

"The movement of supplies will take a few more days. Chief Priest Jensen, please be patient. Once the supplies arrive, we'll immediately deploy."

"Is that really necessary?"

Jensen frowned slightly.

"As far as I know, Shimmer Territory seems to have concentrated its main forces in Monguang City. Judging by their intentions, they plan to focus on taking Soman Province and Purple Bamboo Province first. The troops stationed in Jinmai City aren't many. While I'm not a military expert, I know this is a great opportunity. If we attack now, Jinmai City will fall within days, and a shortage of supplies won't matter."

"That's not quite right."

Before Count Nolay could speak, a viscount with a serious expression interjected.

"The strength of Shimmer Territory is well-known. Both the Golem Army and the Blackrock Cavalry are among the strongest forces on the continent today. Although Jinmai City doesn't have many troops, we can't be sure if those two armies aren't there. To be prudent, we should send scouts to confirm, and we can wait for the supplies in the meantime."

"That's right, it's better to be cautious."

"After all, the opponent is Shimmer Territory."

"War isn't child's play. Charging in recklessly will lead to disaster."

The nobles echoed each other's sentiments.

Seeing Jensen's darkened face and silence, Count Nolay coughed, speaking slowly: "Chief Priest Jensen, like you, we wish to quickly eliminate the rebels, but we must proceed steadily. You wouldn't want us to end up like Marquis Goldrock, would you?"

At the mention of Marquis Goldrock, Jensen's eyes flickered.

It was during that war that Shimmer Territory showcased its immense military power to all nobles, a memory that still stirred unease.

Taking a deep breath, Jensen calmed his restless heart, his expression returning to tranquility.

"I overstepped. Matters of war should indeed be left to seasoned commanders like Count Nolay. Your battlefield reputation precedes you."

Count Nolay waved dismissively with a smile: "Chief Priest Jensen flatters me. Those days are past."

Pausing, he grew serious: "However, we must trouble Chief Priest Jensen with security matters. You've probably heard of Count Storm's disastrous defeat. If Sunan infiltrates us, the consequences would be dire."

The name Sunan seemed to hold a certain power, causing the nobles present to adopt particularly serious expressions.

Those familiar with Shimmer Territory's past victories understood the significant role Sunan played and his mysterious, formidable power.

If Sunan managed to get close, they had no confidence in resisting him.

If the commanders were taken out before the war began, there'd be no point in fighting.

"Rest assured, everyone."

A confident smile spread across Jensen's lips.

"I've arranged sufficient personnel. If Sunan does come, we'll ensure he doesn't leave!"

Jensen's assertive words eased the nobles' expressions.

Count Nolay glanced at the Spark Church followers seated to the right, noting their confident or composed demeanor, and felt slightly reassured.

"Then I leave it to Chief Priest Jensen..."

Before he could finish, a sudden loud crash echoed from outside.

The sound seemed distant, like thunder, resonating deeply.

"What was that?"

"What happened?"

"Where are the guards? Go check it out!"

The sudden noise in such sensitive times caused a commotion among the nobles.

"Quiet!"

Count Nolay's stern command quickly silenced everyone.

"Someone, go see what happened."

"Yes, Count."

Soon, a guard returned, kneeling in the hall to report:

"Count, a large number of stone monsters appeared at the military camp, injuring many soldiers. Viscount Boer is leading the army to eliminate them."

"Additionally, similar stone monsters appeared at the city gate, fighting the guards!"

Stone monsters?

The attendees exchanged puzzled looks.

Jensen promptly realized and said gravely:

"They're stone golems, puppets made by wizards."

"Sunan is here!"

The revelation startled everyone, with many nobles instinctively standing.

"Chief Priest Jensen." Count Nolay looked at Jensen seriously.

Jensen shook his head slightly: "Count Nolay, my duty is to protect you, so I can't easily leave your side. Besides, it's just some stone golems. The troops inside and outside the city can handle them."

"What if Sunan acts?" a noble asked.

Jensen sneered: "Isn't that better? We can gather a large force to encircle him. No matter how strong he is, he can't withstand an army."

The nobles, considering this, said no more.

Truthfully, they preferred the Spark Church members remain by their side.

Losing some ordinary soldiers was better than facing danger themselves.

At that moment, an elderly man beside Jensen spoke up.

"Someone's infiltrated!"

The old man extended his palm, revealing a golden beetle, its wings buzzing rapidly.

Hearing this, Jensen immediately opened the book in his hand, pressing his palm against the pages while chanting.

In the next second, an invisible wave spread out, sweeping through the hall without hindrance, until it reached the door and seemed to collide with something, causing a distortion.

It was as if an invisible curtain had been lifted, revealing a figure at the hall's entrance.

"Sunan!"

"It's really you!"

Seeing the figure clearly, Jensen's eyes narrowed, a cold gleam flashing.

This was Sunan?!

The attendees stared wide-eyed at the young man at the entrance, their expressions filled with uncertainty.

Though they'd heard Sunan was the younger brother of the Marquis of Shimmer, only in his twenties, seeing his youthful face firsthand still left them feeling disoriented.

The supposedly mysterious and powerful wizard turned out to be such a seemingly gentle young man!

Ignoring their gazes, Sunan's eyes curiously examined the book in Jensen's hand and the golden beetle in the old man's palm.

"Is this what Redheart mentioned, the items in the Spark Church's possession suspected to be artifacts?"

A book capable of dispelling invisibility effects over a wide area.

A beetle that could sense soul auras or energy particle fluctuations.

"However, their effects fall far short of true artifacts, even inferior to lower-grade holy relics, at most considered sacred objects."

Artifacts are items crafted by deities themselves.

Holy relics are created by followers and blessed by a deity.

Sacred objects are made by followers, placed before a deity's statue, and imbued with a trace of divine aura through years of prayer.

The power disparity between these levels is immense.

If these two followers held genuine artifacts, Sunan would turn and leave without hesitation.

If they were holy relics, he might consider retreating.

But as mere sacred objects, he could confront them with his numerous trump cards.

Moreover, with the deities' whereabouts unknown, the authenticity of the Spark Church's sacred objects was questionable.

"Since you're here today, don't think of leaving."

Annoyed by Sunan's disregard, Jensen signaled his companions.

The Spark Church followers drew their weapons, forming a semicircle to surround Sunan.

Each of them exuded a radiant aura of battle energy.

Including Jensen, four of them also emanated elemental power.

Seeing this, a playful smile appeared on Sunan's face.

"Four legendary knights, twelve grand knights, quite the lineup."

Noticing Sunan's demeanor, Jensen frowned but soon relaxed.

They had studied Sunan's past battles, estimating his strength to assemble this lineup.

Four legendary knights, twelve grand knights, plus the sacred objects, were more than enough to deal with a level-three wizard apprentice.

With this in mind, Jensen acted decisively.

In an instant, an invisible wave spread, enveloping the entire hall.

Sunan blinked and found himself in a vast starry sky.

Countless stars filled the surroundings, with a brilliant galaxy stretching across the sky, grand and majestic.

"A semi-dimensional space, huh."

Sunan raised an eyebrow, attempting to sense his surroundings, only to find his connection with the Shadow Dragon completely severed.

Such a situation only occurred when the master and pet were on different planes or dimensions.

"Kill him!"

With Jensen's command, the Spark Church followers charged with raised swords.

Unflinching, Sunan unleashed his prepared magic missiles.

To his surprise, the seven missiles passed through the followers as if their bodies weren't in this space.

Yet, their weapons struck Sunan, halted by his invisible force field.

"It's futile. This is the power granted by the great Star God!"

"You can't harm us here!"

Jensen sneered, his face full of confidence.

Wizards were nothing special.

Against sacred objects, they were mere targets!

"...It's just temporary intangibility, no need to make it sound so mysterious."

Sunan shook his head, unimpressed.

Did they think he was an inexperienced wizard apprentice?

Temporary intangibility resembled the Shadow Dragon's phase-shifting ability, turning the body and items intangible to avoid physical attacks.

Yet, in this state, they couldn't attack either.

The Spark Church members could attack, indicating they weren't constantly intangible, but shifted temporarily when attacked to evade.

In other words, temporary intangibility.

Sunan surmised this might be an ability of the semi-dimensional space.

Additionally, he sensed his stamina and mental energy slowly depleting, indicating the space absorbed enemy energy.

But that was it.

An average person might be awed and panicked by the Spark Church's methods.

To Sunan, it was child's play.

In the wizarding world, far more bizarre and challenging abilities existed.

True intangibility posed some difficulty, but temporary intangibility was straightforward to counter.

Sunan smirked, a silver glow flashing across his chest as countless silver metal droplets emerged, swirling around him and rapidly forming sharp spikes.

After a brief pause, the spikes shot out!

Instantly, a fierce metal storm enveloped a hundred-meter radius around Sunan!

Swish swish swish!

The piercing sound of the spikes filled the air!

As the silver light approached, the Spark Church members sensed something amiss, immediately entering intangibility.

But as Sunan predicted, their intangibility couldn't last long.

After just four or five seconds, they reverted to solid form.

In an instant, the sound of blades tearing through flesh echoed repeatedly.

The twelve grand knight-level followers were shredded into a bloody mist in seconds, without a chance to scream, leaving no remains!

Only four legendary knights struggled to hold on.

Each was shrouded in a faint starlight.

This starlight allowed them to survive.

Otherwise, the power of Sunan's Level 2 Magic Rune Core would have sent them the way of their companions.

Jensen's eyes widened in shock as he stared at Sunan, his earlier confidence replaced by disbelief and horror.

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