“Gaaaghk!” Amelia cried out as she arched backward at the waist.0

The pain was rising from the very tips of her toes as if her very nerve endings were being chewed upon. Her internal organs all felt like they were being flipped upside down. And it felt like her Core was shattering. Amelia’s head had bent backward along with her waist, and dark, bloody froth spilled from her wide-open jaws.0

Amelia wasn’t the only one to have suffered such an assault. Behind her, dozens of liches were spasming in their seats and twisting their bones in agony as they screamed in pain. All these liches had recently raised their levels by sucking out the souls of the lower-leveled black wizards who weren’t qualified to become liches.3

The liches might now possess bodies that were no longer physically capable of spitting out blood, but that didn’t mean they were free from pain and injury. The shock of the blow just now was strong enough that it had even been transmitted to the liches’ most vital possession, their life vessels.0

That was just how powerful the last attack that had struck the barrier had been.0

Just the spells that were being shot at them by the Wise Sienna alone had been enough to set them gritting their teeth in pain, but that attack just now… the impact was so agonizing that it felt as if their souls were being torn apart.0

If that attack had been made using magic, it wouldn’t have been as life-threatening as it was, but since it had been made using divine power, it was a whole other story.0

‘This is absurd,’ Amelia internally wrestled with her own feelings of denial as she coughed up even more blood.0

Amelia had both Vladmir and the dark power drawn from her contract with the Demon King of Incarceration on her side. The barrier was also created using the dark power of Destruction. Even for the Wise Sienna, breaking through the barrier with magic alone would be impossible.0

As for divine power? Fine, Amelia would admit that the Light was the antithesis of dark power. However… it wasn’t like the God of Light himself could descend to take care of them.6

So even if their opponent was the Hero or the Saint… was it really possible for them to push this barrier, which had had so much power invested into it, to the brink of destruction with just one sword strike?2

‘The barrier hasn’t been destroyed yet,’ Amelia told herself as she swallowed a mouthful of blood and tightened her grip on Vladimir.3

After Amelia gripped Vladmir with both hands and held the staff above her head, her sinister dark power stirred as a magic circle appeared surrounding her. The liches also brought their hands together in a seal as they resumed reciting a chant.0

The sword of Light wielded...0