Chapter 405: Medusa's Eye—Petrifying Everything!
The magical organizations "Bronze Black Cross" and "Copper Black Cross" had always been rivals.
Similarly, in the current younger generation, both organizations had produced a child prodigy.
Thus, these two prodigies had always been competing against each other.
Therefore, the genius girl belonging to the "Bronze Black Cross"—Liliana Kranjcar—immediately recognized the mysterious woman fighting the Black Prince. It was her archrival—Erica Blandelli.
"Is she insane?"
She muttered these words in astonishment.
Although she knew Erica was exceptionally bold, she never imagined the girl would dare to directly attack a Campione.
Of course, Liliana didn't believe Erica had any malicious intent in her assault; it was purely due to Erica's arrogance and desire to test the limits of a Campione's power.
That girl was truly mad, completely unaware of how powerful a Campione could be.
No matter how much one pushed their abilities to the limit, even transcending humanity and shedding their mortal form to become an immortal being, they could never rival a Campione.
Of course, the aforementioned immortality didn't mean true invincibility—it merely allowed one to live eternally in the astral realm, provided they sustained no injuries.
If one truly provoked a Campione, they could still be slain.
Thus, Liliana felt both dizzy and intensely anxious about Erica's actions, her expression filled with worry.
Her pupils contracted as she saw the Black Prince suddenly unleash a dense barrage of lightning—there was no time to evade. Liliana's face turned pale.
In the next instant—
"What?"
A whirlwind erupted from Erica's position, distorting the air and twisting the incoming lightning, deflecting it away.
This scene left Liliana utterly incredulous.
In her memory, Erica should not possess magic powerful enough to withstand an ability released by a Campione.
As the battle continued, although Erica appeared to be at a disadvantage, her performance far exceeded Liliana's understanding.
Could it be that Erica had already reached the legendary peak of knighthood, a level where knights are bestowed with the title of "Saint"?
Only at such a level could one barely stand against a Campione.
But it was merely a temporary stand—prolonged combat would inevitably end in the Campione's victory.
So, was the purpose of Erica's invitation to prove that she had surpassed her?
The scene before her had truly surpassed Liliana's expectations, causing her to bite her lips until they turned white.
To think she had fallen so far behind in an instant!
Huh? Erica was controlling locusts? Th-this was too much—the sheer number was so horrifying that Liliana's face turned ashen.
She immediately noticed the locusts gathering around Erica suddenly transforming into a liquid-like substance, staining the ground with a patch of darkness.
No, that darkness was emanating an aura of death, as if it were connected to the Underworld itself.
Then, one by one, figures began crawling out—warriors clad in armor, their bodies devoid of flesh and blood, composed only of skeletal remains, with faint blue flames flickering in their hollow eye sockets.
Wh-what is this? Erica possesses such an ability too?
"As expected, you are wielding a god's Authority—the new seventh Campione!"
Black Prince's words left Liliana with a dazed expression.
Wh-what?
Using Divine Authority? Erica became a Campione?
Ah, it seems this is the only way to explain Erica's sudden rapid progress.
So, Erica also achieved the miraculous feat of slaying a Heretic God?
There was no news about it at all.
Thus, Liliana felt bitter.
A genius comparable to Erica? That title now felt deeply ironic.
Suddenly, a powerful Heretic God aura erupted, drawing Liliana's attention and causing her to frown.
What is Erica up to now?
At a time like this, she shouldn't be interfering with Black Prince but should be dealing with the Heretic God instead.
This doesn't seem like Erica's style. With her strong sense of justice, she wouldn't do such a thing.
So, is the person before her really Erica?
She suddenly felt uncertain.
Athena watched as her followers were being gradually crushed.
Even her massive serpent couldn't withstand the opponent's beast tide...
So, what exactly is the opponent's origin?
Able to command hundreds of beasts?
She was familiar with gods related to that domain, but none matched the opponent.
Then, Athena slightly curled up the corners of her mouth.
"This goddess is Athena, the goddess representing darkness, the Ruler of the Underworld and Queen of the Night. Therefore, receive the curse bestowed by this goddess. Become cold corpses, lying in the underworld!"
Words of power flowed from her lips.
Thus, black mist spread through the opponent's beast army, as if emanating from the bodies of the beasts themselves.
And this black mist was the curse of death!
This curse had been inside her followers from the beginning—consuming them was the opponent's foolish mistake.
Therefore, the opponent's hundred beasts should immediately have their lives taken by death.
The beasts' bodies should have instantly become covered in black spots, their bodies losing vitality and beginning to die—that's how it should have been, but in reality -
"What's happening? This goddess's death curse is ineffective?"
Athena stared in astonishment at the opponent's completely unaffected beast army.
This shouldn't be happening, her death—
So that's it, she understood.
The opponent was also a god of darkness, also a Heretic God of the underworld deity type.
Therefore, her death curse as a God of the Underworld was ineffective against the opponent.
Very well, if that's the case—
"This goddess is Medusa, the goddess who blesses the earth, the mistress of the stone chamber and Queen of Earth"
As she chanted these words of power, her eyes transformed into snake-like eyes.
Simultaneously, the snakes that had been resisting the opponent's beast army suddenly stopped resisting and instead glared at the opponent with glowing eyes.
"Therefore, receive the blessing bestowed by this goddess. Turn into cold stone statues and return to dust."
As these words of power fell, the beast army that was about to continue their assault turned into statues under the power of Medusa's eyes.
Stone! Stone! Stone! Stone...!
They were petrified!
And this petrification spread towards the bounded space, threatening to turn the entire false mythological stage gray.