Skill Extraction: Exploring Dungeons

Volcano Fortress, on those wide walls, a dazzling pillar of light pierces the sky.

The immense brightness emitted by the pillar lights up the surrounding sky as bright as day, and the night is no longer present.

It's not just the battlefield; the entire dungeon is illuminated by the pillar of light.

At this moment, it replaces the sun and covers the moonlight, lavishly spilling its own Holy Light.

All life on the battlefield paused their actions and looked towards this sudden burst of bright light.

The radiance from the pillar is so intense and brilliant that, when gazed upon, it doesn't hurt the eyes. This light warms with gentleness, as if even fear and pain can be healed.

In the distance from the Volcano Fortress.

The Kane Squad, still on the way, gazed at the light pillar suddenly piercing the sky. Even at such a distant location, the surrounding night was dispelled by this light.

Such exaggerated movements and effects clearly reveal where it happened; this movement, biased towards the humans, suggests the battlefield over there has fallen into considerable disadvantage.

Riding on horseback, Kane looked at this pillar of light, a bad premonition rising from his heart, a strange sensation appeared in his mind.

Reaching into the space equipment, he took out the pendant Finaris gave him when he departed.

At this moment, the green vine entwining the golden pendant was emitting a faint glow, a familiar song, seemingly audible, emanated from it.

Not sure if it's an illusion, it seems there's a faint image of Finaris visible on it.

Riding on horseback, Kane did not stop his pace while examining the pendant in his hand.

[Soul Deposit]

[Indicator]

[Color: Silver]

[Attributes:]

[Immune to Physical Damage]

[Strong Magic Resistance]

[Explanation: Under certain circumstances, this indicator can be used to awaken Saintess Finaris to the outside world, regardless of her own state, with very high priority. This process requires her own consent.]

[Introduction: Created with strong metal and high-level ritual magic, this soul habitat awaits to awaken a sacred soul residing within.]

Reading the introduction of the pendant in his hand, Kane frowned deeply; the defense of the Volcano Fortress seems very bleak.

He couldn't understand Finaris's sacrifice; he knew he couldn't accomplish it himself, why trust him so much?

For the Spirit of Freedom, they have seen through the essence of this world and have freed themselves from its control. Death truly means death.

Unlike other dungeon creatures, who would revive when the dungeon restarts.

For Finaris, whether the world or its people, this dungeon should hold no lingering emotions.

Through countless cycles, this is not her first encounter with failure.

What made her willing to make such sacrifices? Freedom?

Indeed, from her perspective, this is her only chance for freedom, willing to expend life for that chance.

Though Kane couldn't understand, her sacrifice was ultimately to help them; regardless of whether this dungeon is conquered, Kane would aid her in restoring true freedom.

Clutched tightly in his hand, he put the pendant back into the space equipment.

Waving the reins, he accelerated again.

On the battlefield of the Volcano Fortress.

The large pillar of light brought extensive range of enhancement effects.

All the human soldiers had their wounds slowly recovering, strengthening in physical strength, power, and spirit, heart filled with endless courage.

Demons illuminated by the pillar all experienced varying degrees of weakening, particularly the weaker skin-stripping monster cannon fodder, their bodies smoking as they roared in pain, nearly losing combat capability.

At the site of the light pillar.

The paladins once guarding the Saintess watched the Saintess transform into the pillar of light, silently bowed their heads, forcefully grasping their right hand into fists against their chests.

Subsequently, the delicate golden patterns appeared on their armor, and their weapons were shrouded in a thin layer of Holy Light.

The leading captain waved the flag he held, surrounded by green vines intertwined with golden, emitting a strong light.

"For our God, for the Saintess, for the world, charge!"

All the paladins raised their weapons, roaring towards the demon gate, charging at the demon heap ahead.

They no longer have anyone to protect.

Now is the time for an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Originally full of fear, soldiers wanting to flee were purified by the Holy Light, hearts rid of fear, rekindling battle prowess with newfound courage.

All soldiers' weapons appeared with faint glows, morale soaring, launching a comprehensive counterattack against all monsters.

"Soldiers, victory is before us; do not let our comrades' sacrifices be in vain, grip your weapons and charge!"

Di Berrio stood on the wall, bathed entirely in demons' blood, a long scar running across his face from forehead over left eye to extending to his chin.

Yet his expression remained calm and resilient, like a solemn statue.

He held his longsword aloft with one hand and waved the flag representing Volcano Fortress with the other.

The soldiers behind him, motivated by his rallying, transformed into a sharp sword, with all demons blocking their path becoming spirits beneath their blades.

Empowered by the Holy Light, they seemed invincible, akin to elite spirits of valor.

Di Berrio became the sharp tip of this sword, all soldiers along the way continuously transformed into his sword blade.

This gigantic "sharp sword" kept reaping attacking demons, regrouping the scattered soldiers.

Order and discipline were the blades they wielded against demons in the past.

Now this blade reemerged with its sharp cold glow.

Such conspicuous display made all demons on the battlefield have no choice but to notice.

A crimson spiral teleportation gate appeared above Di Berrio, a shadowy figure emerged, flapping its wings.

This was the demon summoned from the cult ritual, its form indistinct and obscured in a thin shadow.

Emerging swiftly, it crashed into Di Berrio at great speed.

Di Berrio had no time to react, caught in mid-air by the tall demon, lifted, and taken into the sky.

The commander being seized by the demon greatly impacted the remaining soldiers on site; the recently recovered morale was on the brink of plummeting.

If the commander Di Berrio were slain before their eyes, Finaris's sacrifice would be in vain, and the reignited morale would plunge to the deepest depths.

The resulting consequence would be facing despair.