The Monk Overseer hadn't expected that Alan had such a powerful, mysterious woman behind him. Immediately, he grew wary and asked,
"I wonder what kind of background this senior has? Perhaps I even know you. We might be friends, so there's no need to make this situation so tense!"
Although the woman in the black robe gave him an immense sense of pressure, he was, after all, a church Overseer, a high-ranking official in the church!
And the church held a commanding presence over all factions within the Plantagenet Kingdom, even the royal family.
Surrounding kingdoms dared not easily provoke the church either.
Thus, even though he sensed that this black-robed woman was both powerful and unfriendly, he was willing to speak in softer tones, aiming to probe her intentions.
However, as her words fell, the black-robed woman cast a cold glance at him,
"You aren't qualified to speak to me. Bring someone with the authority."
Contempt!
The Monk Overseer could see in her eyes a disdain that pierced his very soul!
But he was a high-tier gold mage and an Overseer of the church!
When had he ever been treated with such disdain?
With a surge of anger, the Monk Overseer sneered,
"Heh, nowadays, even stray cats and dogs dare to act so arrogantly before the church…"
His mocking words were suddenly cut off by a voice as cold as if from the depths of hell.
"Silence!"
As the black-robed woman spoke, firefly-like specks of light began to appear in the dim night sky, growing denser and rapidly coalescing into a fist-sized orb of light that burst forth with an endless, dazzling brilliance.
The extreme brightness turned the dark night sky into day!
A flicker of astonishment flashed in Alan's eyes.
This nearly blinding light was clearly condensed from the light sword of a Light Sword Spell, yet it had created such a terrifying spectacle!
"Watch this sword carefully. The so-called Element Fusion and transformation are more about the evolution of form and intent!"
"Though it is a light sword, it can carry the ethereal, adaptable essence of water elements, a unique and versatile concept!"
The black-robed woman wasn't in a hurry to strike. She sent Alan a voice transmission.
Seeing her personally demonstrate the Light Sword Spell, Alan widened his eyes, held his breath, and watched every detail intently.
After sending this message to Alan, the black-robed woman formed a sword with her fingers. The previously brilliant orb of light that had illuminated the night sky instantly began to ripple like water, condensing inward and forming a light sword the length of an arm.
In Alan's deep soul perception, he realized that this appeared to be a single light sword, but it was actually composed of countless hair-thin light swords, fused together to form one.
This minute composition gave the light sword its water-like fluidity, making it appear like a light sword condensed from flowing water.
"What astounding control!"
Alan's shock grew. The smaller and more numerous the light swords, the harder they were to control.
Yet these light swords, under the control of the black-robed woman's soul, behaved as obediently as docile cattle.
In that instant, they shot toward the Monk Overseer at an astonishing speed.
The Monk Overseer's pupils contracted.
The speed of this sword was so fast that he hadn't even seen the sword's shadow! He only sensed its presence through his spiritual perception.
Without hesitation, he wielded his staff, forming a resonance with his body, and summoned an extraordinary dark aura.
Countless magical elements coalesced before him, forming a fierce spellbeast resembling a lion, charging forward to intercept the sword's shadow, attempting to neutralize the deadly strike.
Everyone nearby held their breath, not daring to make a sound.
Though this mysterious woman was extraordinary, the Monk Overseer was, after all, a high-tier gold mage!
Just as they thought this, a sharp sound of air being torn apart echoed.
The shadowy spellbeast that collided with the light sword was instantly transformed into light elements, becoming part of the light sword itself, enhancing its power!
The Monk Overseer's heart filled with terror. He couldn't believe it.
This dark spellbeast was a signature summoning spell of the high-tier gold level!
His famous move had not only been ineffective, but it had also been instantly assimilated.
Such a bizarre phenomenon was a first for him.
As the deadly crisis approached, he hurriedly threatened, "I am a church Overseer. If you kill me, you won't make it out of the Plantagenet Kingdom alive!"
"Silence!"
The black-robed woman's face turned cold.
She struck the air with an ethereal hand, which landed on him faster than he could react, delivering a harsh slap.
The Monk Overseer cried out in pain, half of his face's flesh was sliced away, blood gushing uncontrollably.
The spectators felt a chill at this sight. The humiliation she inflicted on the Monk Overseer was beyond severe. For someone of his rank, dignity was paramount.
Seeing that the black-robed woman hadn't followed up with another attack, the Monk Overseer felt a small sense of relief.
As an Overseer of the church, though she was powerful, she dared not strike him fatally! Surely, she feared the church's influence.
But just as he had this thought, an immense, chilling pressure emanated from the black-robed woman, like a frigid northern snowstorm blanketing the vast plaza and even enveloping the colossal structure of Charlie No. 1.
"Come out!"
Her voice, like a crack of thunder, echoed from her lips, aimed directly at a figure appearing in the sky above the train.
This previously faint figure now materialized. It was the Chief Overseer, holding both a rank and power far above the Monk Overseer, having reached beyond high-tier gold, into tier-platinum.
The Chief Overseer appeared, his face twisted in anger, and rebuked the black-robed woman,
"No matter who you are or what strength you possess, daring to strike a church Overseer means you won't leave here unscathed!"
"In the Plantagenet Kingdom, whoever you are, before the church, you will kneel!"
Just as his voice thundered across the air, a light sword was already speeding toward him at an astounding pace.
"At this point, you still show no remorse! Your sins only deepen!"
His face grew colder, yet he sensed that this woman was an immensely powerful magus!
He raised his hands in a mystical gesture, summoning a bizarre Mandrake flower on his body, aiming to suppress the black-robed woman.
Magi had no glaring weaknesses, but that didn't make them invincible.
His unique mage bloodline and the Mandrake flower were known for their powerful suppression of magi souls.
However, the light sword continued its unrelenting advance, piercing through the Mandrake, and to his shock, it penetrated him as well!
How could this be?
Was she not a magus? The Mandrake was designed to suppress souls. Could it be she wasn't just a grand magus but a far more advanced magus?!
But how?
There was only one powerful magus in the entire Plantagenet Kingdom! This woman appeared so young; how could she have advanced to such a profound level?
As shock flashed through his mind, the Chief Overseer dared not be complacent. The light sword, having pierced the Mandrake, continued its charge.
"Rising Dragon Array!"
A sound like a dragon's roar rose from below the train, enveloping him and elevating his power to the peak of tier-platinum!
With the magic array's assistance and his tier-platinum mana, he should be able to crush her in one move!
But to his dismay, the light sword surged forward, piercing through the Rising Dragon Array, unimpeded, striking through his abdomen and bursting into his heart!
The light sword exploded, and the Chief Overseer, this tier-platinum mage, fell backward, his chest a bloody mess, his life extinguished, collapsing to the ground!
"The Chief Overseer was killed?!"
The Monk Overseer's face turned pale with terror, unable to believe his eyes.
How dare she?!
As he trembled with fear, he finally understood: the black-robed woman did not refrain from attacking him because she feared the church.
More likely, she simply didn't think he was worth her time.