Chapter 1360 - 639: Primate Housekeeper? I Could Take Its Place_4

"When many people in your own camp harbor Hope, morale is high, or they desperately crave a Miracle in the face of despair, the Light of the Mind formed from countless ’Transforms’ will gather upon you.

And let you, the [Miracle Mage], erupt with the overwhelming Power to make Miracles real."

At this moment, although no one in their camp was specifically praying for a Miracle, everyone’s morale was sky-high, every Human brimmed with confidence in victory, which likewise provided him with a massive buff.

Saranthe’s fist suddenly lit up like a little Sun.

Lighting up along with it was... another part of his body.

Which brings us to the side effects of this Divine Arts.

As the sea wind blew, the Mermaid Prince’s hair—thick, ink-green long locks like seaweed—fell off his head in an instant, leaving only a... blindingly shiny bald dome.

Just as he’d bragged in front of Byron before, his Divine Arts would shock everyone and make their eyes light up (Chapter 624)!

Say nothing of the actual damage for now—at least this "making people’s eyes light up" bit was absolutely the real deal, with not a drop of water added.

Compared to his old "Light Brightness Skill", this could really be called a great... Light Brightness Skill!

Truly impressive!

Charging straight at him from the opposite side, the Iron-blood Knight Ganggro couldn’t help but squint his eyes for a moment:

"What the hell? So dazzling!"

Right now it wasn’t just that his eyes hurt so badly he could barely see; even his [Divine Sight], far beyond any mortal vision, was completely blinded. In that brief panic he regretted having underestimated this young man and rushing in so recklessly.

"Perfect opening!"

Saranthe drew his sun-like fist back to his waist, his whole body merging into a sheet of white light. He exploded with force; a sonic ring behind him blasted apart with a thunderous bang.

His whole body shot forward like a bullet.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Ring after ring of radiance drove his ferocious punch, turning it into a heaven-splitting Heavy Hammer that, in the blink of an eye, smashed into the Knight Sword Ganggro had instinctively raised before his chest.

The Knight Sword shattered inch by inch in an instant, its countless shards wrapped up and driven forward by the undiminished force of the Power ripple, piercing straight through Ganggro’s body like bullets.

Then his entire skeleton crackled with a firecracker-like "snap crackle pop" of breaking bones, together with flesh and organs being blown out backward.

In the end, his whole body was blasted away like a torn sack, flung clear across the entire battlefield, punching through the planks of several Deep Dive Church Ghost Ships in a row before crashing down at the feet of Activated Byron.

Though Ganggro’s body was still slowly regenerating, relying on the Night Demon’s formidable Life, he had completely lost all fighting ability.

Byron stomped him down with one foot and settled the account for good.

Though part of it was an ambush factor, the [Miracle Mage] Saranthe still rode the sweeping victory momentum of the North Sea Empire’s entire army and beat this old-brand Pseudo-God half to death.

This was his [Divine Skill·Miracle Punch!]

No matter how strong the enemy, one punch is all he needs.

"I, Saranthe, truly am a peerless Great Mage. This is the Miracle I Created! Hahaha..."

Seeing the result of that punch, Saranthe, his bald head gleaming like polished metal, stood there hands on hips, laughing with smug satisfaction.

But as he laughed, his voice gradually turned into:

"Ugh... hss-hah... hss-hah..."

Obviously, while this Divine Arts let him throw a supremely hard, supremely fierce serious punch, after that one punch he was immediately tapped out.

Trading stamina for burst Power, his endurance was tragically bad.

In other words: short and weak.

At this point, even if he tried to activate a Secret Arcane Art again, once more playing "Magic Wand" and fusing with a beautiful girl for a transformation, he wouldn’t have a single drop of Spirituality left.

The next second, an even-more-empty-than-Young-Master-Emptiness Saranthe plummeted from high above toward the sea at high speed.

He was caught mid-fall in a princess carry by a small, swiftly flying figure.

It was his fiancée, the [Cat God] Bast.

"Tsk tsk..."

The Cat God eyed her fiancé’s shiny bald head up and down, then his pale, bluish face, shook her head, and shot him a look that said: you reflect on this yourself.

Saranthe’s body stiffened, and he hurriedly grabbed his fiancée’s hand:

"My Queen, you have to listen to my explanation.

This was only because it was the first time—after this it absolutely won’t be so short!"

The Cat God’s expression turned even more disgusted:

"That night you said the exact same thing."

Behind them, after the Iron-blood Knight Ganggro was killed by Saranthe’s one punch...

On the Night Demon Flagship, Saint Joan’s body suddenly trembled; two points of blood-red light flashed in her eyes, and her aura changed completely.

Her tone became identical to Lilith’s:

"Forget about Ganggro, we’re retreating!"

The remaining people fled for their lives, following Joan in panicked flight.

Byron, meanwhile, let out the line and waited for a bigger catch; he only put up a token chase before conveniently allowing them to escape smoothly.