Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 245: 243 Praise the Holy Light_1

Translator: 549690339

After Otto brought Johnny back to the surface through the teleportation array, the goblin who was an intimate follower of that smug giant had been waiting nearby for quite a while.

This saved Otto the trouble of looking for him.

Although most of the enemies in the Lauren Dungeon had been wiped out by Otto in the Square of Gods, it was possible that some had slipped through the cracks elsewhere.

Now that the teleportation portal had been restored, the monsters of the Soaring Dragon Legion could naturally enter the Lauren Dungeon through this channel.

After instructing the goblin to have his people thoroughly clean up the survivors in the Lauren Dungeon and send their strange weapons and equipment back to the Land of the Soaring Dragon, Otto was ready to return.

The energy provided by swallowing the Giant of Light turned out to be surprisingly abundant, so now he would continue with another long sleep.

As for Johnny, he had been bundled up in thorny vines and taken back with him.

This kid still had some special uses for Otto.

Poor Johnny, having been tied up like a dumpling in the thorny vines beneath Otto, endured a roller coaster-like, nauseating journey to the Land of the Soaring Dragon.

As soon as the thorny vines tied to him were loosened, the poor fellow leaned against a wall corner and vomited a string of rainbows.

Now that Otto needed to sleep, Johnny was handed over to Saru for handling.

The requirements were simple: feed him well and don’t let him escape.

As for this, Saru naturally had no objections.

By the time Otto woke from his sleep, it was three days later.

He had grown a bit longer. The Giant of Light was more nutritious than he had imagined.

He found a random place and began to test out some of his newfound abilities.

Worth mentioning was that now, he could make the visual effects of many of his spells appear as a vast expanse of whiteness.

And this change seemed to come with many divine attributes.

As a result, Otto had Moray send him some undead creatures as test subjects.

Soon Moray sent a dwarf zombie and a demented wraith.

Without waiting for Otto to ask, Moray couldn’t wait to shout loudly, “Look, it’s the self-righteous Mountain King!”

“Which one?”

“Both!”

Moray chuckled, “I’ve turned his body into a zombie and his soul into a wraith.

Look at that, one person put to two uses, squeezing out all his remaining value.

If I hadn’t become a Witch Demon and decided to go into business instead, perhaps I would have already been rich enough to rival a country!”

Alright, that’s quite a twisted sense of humor.

Originally, these two had been stashed away in the dungeon, but unexpectedly, they did come in handy today.

Too lazy to pursue the matter further, Otto threw a whitened fireball at the dwarf zombie under Moray’s curious gaze.

“What is this?”

Moray was clearly seeing this type of spell for the first time as well.

He wanted to get a closer look, but his instincts told him it was best not to.

Next, the white fireball proved that his instincts were correct.

When Otto conjured the fireball, he had tried his best to control the energy it contained.

In theory, the fireball, if in its normal state, could at most blow off one of the dwarf zombie’s arms.

Indeed, the outcome was just that.

After being hit by the white fireball, the unintelligent dwarf zombie looked bewildered at his bare right shoulder.

The arm that had been there was blasted away by the white fireball.

But then, the normally mindless dwarf zombie suddenly let out a sharp scream.

The skin around his shoulder wound turned pale, and this strange situation spread throughout his entire body.

No matter where the odd whiteness appeared, it completely necrotized the tissue of that area.

At least when the white color spread to the dwarf zombie’s other arm, it immediately went limp.

When the white corruption reached the dwarf zombie’s legs, he collapsed on the ground.

When the white areas were hit, they turned to powder like incense ash and scattered across the surrounding ground.

A gust of wind blew by, leaving only the screaming head of the dwarf zombie on the ground.

However, because his body was already reduced to ashes, the poor zombie’s mouth could only open and close, unable to make any sound.

After some more time passed, the last remaining head of the dwarf zombie was completely whitened and then turned to ashes and dissipated in this world.

Seeing the domineering effect of this ability, the wicked face in the red gemstone at the top of the Soul Eater Wand became somewhat embarrassed.

Then, Otto turned his attention to the other wraith.

This creature also lacked intelligence and didn’t know what was about to happen to it.

This time, Otto further reduced his power and delicately threw a lightning bolt at it.

This ability, similar to that of Lars Lait, was still dyed a pure white. Judging by the size of the spell alone, the power should be quite weak.

If an ordinary human were the target, it would at most cause them to be slightly paralyzed for a short time.

And if Otto remembered correctly, the composition of a wraith was similar to that of ghosts, able to fully resist small spells and resist the damage of most spells.

However, after the completely whitened lightning arrow embedded itself into its body, the wraith’s form started shaking irregularly and rapidly.

Soon, its body became very unstable in a way that could be clearly seen with the naked eye, and then it swelled up quickly like a balloon filled with air.

In no time, it seemed that the balloon had burst, and the wraith was blown up into a sky full of white stardust powder before slowly disappearing in place.

It seemed that this thing was extremely effective against undead creatures, living up to the name of the God of Light and Hope.

After a moment of silence, Moray, a longtime observer on the side said somewhat awkwardly, “My dear majesty, recently I’ve provided quite a lot of help to you.

So in the future, if you need to use this ability, please stay away from me.”

“Are you afraid?”

Otto looked at Moray with a chuckle, and the evil face in the red gemstone twitched at the corners of his mouth before quickly floating away from there.

Due to the appearance of this new ability and its special effect on undead creatures, Otto temporarily named this new ability Holy Light.

Well, praise the Holy Light!