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All divine powers are different yet at the same time not so.
The 14 goddesses, in essence, had the same power. The representation of a Sin or a Virtue. A sentiment present in all humanity and all sentient beings.
In fact, the goddesses were one.
Even so, while the power base was the same, there were obviously a few differences and specialties between them.
Patienta power when wielded by her Priests focused on one type of mental interference — Calm. The idea was to help soldier always keep their head clear when fighting.
In a vacuum, this didn’t seem much. But when paired with the Berserk mode of war beasts, then this became a completely different story. Allowing them to fight at a much higher level while completely keeping their sanity.
Then — What about Castitas?
Her auxiliary power was not particularly useful at first. After all, what could “chastity” truly bring as power?
Everything changed when One Supreme Daughter decided to focus on the concept of Purity as a whole rather than simply the direct translation.
Purity — Keeping the sanctity of the body, always bringing it back to a state prior to what it originally was.
This was Castitas' divine power bestowed on the priests. The power to heal. The Paladin would abuse this power the most as they would fight while self healing.
Wratharis soldiers had always hated this power since when coupled with their transportation magic circle, it meant they could keep replenishing their force.
But for the first time in their entire life, the soldiers of Wratharis realized something they would have never imagined.
One truly powerful healer was nothing but a monster.
—-
[Desert of the forgotten;]
One of the front Wratharis shared with Lustburg was rather close to that of the Elf Forest.
This place in particular was not truly a desert but more a dead land created by the elves when they had to cede those ground in the past, destroying all life.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtToday again, it was witnessing a clash between two armies.
Unlike the earlier small skirmish where only a few tens of elites fought each other, one could say the current war was in full swing as more than 10 thousand people fought on each side.
Spells and Magic rained down like a downpour, limbs scattered, blood flowed and people were crushed beneath the steps of their comrades who could not stop and think about them.
This battlefield had been under the control of the War beasts without much problem. The combo of clear mind and Berserk allowed them to swiftly dominate the humans who were already on the weaker side.
This was a bloody sight and many people perished.
The human soldiers had lost all hope and the beasts were cheering.
At least this was so until she came.
Dawn Castitas.
A young woman whose name was relatively unknown outside of the Capital. Someone who was too weak and was not even a Duke.
When they learned that such a woman entered the battlefield — Everyone thought she was crazy.
What could one person, who was not even a Duke, change?
—-Well. She could change the entire battlefield.
.
.
.
“Die! Please Die! Why won’t you die!!!”
One beast-man and his unity were fighting a rather small group of twenty humans, tearing them apart with ease. But the ones with desperate looks on their face were the beast men themselves.
“Hahaha! For the Saintess! For Lustburg!”
The human soldiers laughed like madmen, their eyes unfocused as they simply kept attacking. Some humans would even sink their teeth in the flesh of the beasts.
They ignored wounds, they ignored the pain, they ignored fatigue, and hunger.
They had no hesitations.
They simply fought.
The reason why was simple.
Healing.
No matter what wounds they receive, they keep healing, while the beast men keep weakening.
“Fucking Undead-Like bastard!”
The “Undead”.
This was what the current army on this particular battlefield was called.
They did not die.
They could not die.
An eternal army that would keep standing forever without hesitation.
If those weren’t undead, what would they be?
The humans simply laughed again, ignoring all insults and simply focused on winning.
They knew very well how they might look. But they did not care, in fact, they had no reason to even care.
All their minds was focused on one thing.
Winning.
Killing.
They remembered truly well Aurora’s words,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“As long as the sun shines and as long as I stand, You will not fall.”
It didn’t take long for them to understand and they were awed by the might of the supreme daughter and of Lustburg.
The more they thought about this, the more fervently they fought, ignoring everything with no hesitation.
A few hours later, standing alone, the last beastmen let out a howl filled with grief and frustration as it succumbed to its wounds.
Breathing in and out, one of the humans took an arm that was lying on the ground and placed it against the stump.
“Don’t forget guys. Limb regeneration takes more energy. If you can find your own limbs on the ground, better take them.”
“Yes!”
The soldiers saluted in unison and started looking for their lost limbs, joking and chuckling, like this was nothing out of the ordinary.
Some would pull out fangs from their stomach while others made cleaner wounds to allow easier healing.
Watching all this, the Captain couldn’t help but sigh.
She was truly wondering if they were monsters now. But there was no way she would begrudge obtaining something albeit to immortality, even if it was temporary.
Where Aurora passes. People become "Undead"
Because they could not die. Because they keep standing. Because they forget they were even humans.
In nothing but one week.
A woman who was not even yet at the Duke rank completely changed the battlefield.
This fact allowed people to understand one thing.
— Never underestimate a blessing.
‘The Holy Daughter is mighty.’
The Captain had always been a devotee of Castitas, keeping the preaching in mind and preparing for her marriage.
Today once again, her faith was renewed.
(AN: I play the Paladin build in Balgur gate unlike my Magician build in Elden Ring. Not gonna lie, Paladin Build is truly interesting. Immortal damage dealer for the win.)