Just like that, the battle began…
One Apostle, a former priest, charged forward with a corrupted staff in his hands!
This was the first Holy Arts Practitioner that Desmund had to deal with…
However, he immediately realized their difference in strength!
He easily caught the strike with his bare hand, and he didn't even need to use the Draconic Energy within his body...
Then, he pushed the cleansing power into the priest's body.
"Aaah!"
The priest screamed with his staff shattering into pieces after his corrupted holy energy dispersed within his body…
To be exact, it was as if the priest's body was being burned from within. In just a few moments, he collapsed, dead.
Another Apostle, a noblewoman, tried to ensnare him with illusions of pleasure and wealth...
"Illusions, huh… This looks real for a few moments." Desmund muttered as he immediately saw through its imperfections.
