The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Moreover, as the God of Law, Merlin had absolute confidence that there was no antidote to the catastrophe he had meticulously bred, and no genius in the world could unravel the calamity he, the God of Law, had created!

In fact, Merlin wasn't wrong, but he was still too optimistic.

An Su poured all the Radiant Light into the carcass of the monster,

Under the Resurrection of the Dead's guidance, the first batch of enemy Undead entered their new skins. The effect of the Resurrection of the Dead was that the dead souls with strong emotional ties to the Caster could temporarily return to the present world from the River of Life, and having lived for so long, those An Su had the deepest feelings for... were all his enemies.

The first guest was named Sharp, the squad leader, who died in the identity verification battles at Pain Academy, killed by the region's specialty, the Fireball Technique, Water Sphere Skill and Ice Sphere Skill.

He led the dead souls of his own Pain Squad members as the first batch to enter the skins An Su had made.

The original form of these skins came from the 'Stitched Faces', which were gigantic faces patched together from several human cheeks; each one the size of a small cabin, and at An Su's command, the dead Stitched Faces once again lifted their cheeks.

The prototype was just a mere Third Tier 'Stitched Faces', how could it possibly contend with the Mother of Toe... Merlin smirked with disdain, but the next second, his smile stuck on his cheeks.

Merlin saw... On every Stitched Face was a giant Magical Plant.

Watered with Saintess's blood and blessed with an enormous amount of Radiant Light - the giant Magical Plant with three enormous, deep brown leaves that resembled the wings of a Demon Eagle; these leaves spread out all around, standing tall, with a pale, eerie face in the middle of the leaves.

These faces were all the pre-death faces of the Undead.

[Saintess Face]

[Rank: Third Tier]

[Attributes: Wind, Undead]

[Feature One: After being watered with the blood of the Saintess and bathed in Radiant Light, the original wind element of the Wind Leaf Grass gets significantly strengthened. Combined with the Stitched Faces, it overcomes the original inability to move freely and rotate, and it can replenish wind force by absorbing the blood and flesh of the Stitched Faces, achieving long-term endurance.]

[Feature Two: Controlled by the suffering spirits]

[Effect: Capable of blowing a long-lasting Holy Wind in any direction, which can drive away the catastrophe]

This is a... rotating fan!

And it's a Saintess brand fan, at that!

The Druids frowned one after another. As a relatively common Druidic Demon Seed, the effects of Wind Leaf Grass were limited. Although it could blow strong wind, it was for one-time use and had a fixed direction, making it easy to escape and thus not cost-effective in battle.

The most common usage was in commercial and civil applications, such as removing formaldehyde from newly constructed large buildings.

But with An Su's modifications, these drawbacks were overcome, and the effects were greatly enhanced... although they looked a bit terrifying.
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An Su was indeed a Druidic genius.

However, what was the kid up to with suddenly creating fans... Shouldn't the top priority be concocting a Magic Potion to counter the catastrophe of 'Ringworm'?

They only had a second to ponder before their eyes widened incredulously as they stared at the Magic Screen.

Wait, a giant fan?

Members of the Pain Squad as Undead all entered the skin of the Saintess Face, and at An Su's command, rows of Saintess Faces were raised, turning their heads in different directions, aiming at the dense fog of foot odor that was about to sweep over the tower and chapel.

Aiming at those suspended in the yellow wind, blessed with the calamity of 'Ringworm'.

"Turn the fan to third gear!" An Su commanded.

All Saintess Faces adjusted to third gear, the roots of the Wind Leaf Grass burrowed into the Saintess Face's temples, drawing blood and flesh as Magic Power, Sharp and his soldiers' eyes rolled back as they foamed at the mouth, internally hunting down An Su's non-existent xylophone millions of times in anger, but as Undead, they couldn't resist An Su's commands.

The massive leaves began to spin, initially slow, but as more blood and flesh were absorbed, they spun faster, leaving behind layers of huge afterimages. The wind element was violently stirred by the magic, forming two fierce tornadoes that tore towards the tower and chapel.

Towards that overwhelming foot odor.

At that moment, everyone's expressions seemed to freeze.

The Priest Robes across the plain sensed that something was amiss, noticing that the dense fog following the Mother of Toe into the sanctuary had stopped moving forward and even started to reverse.

And that yellow wind carrying calamity was also blown back!

The one on the other side used Holy Wind to blow the foot odor back!

No one could have anticipated such a bizarre turn of events!

The strength of the winds on the third setting was momentary—yet An Su didn't have just one Saintess brand fan, but six, which when operated together, easily pushed the foot odor right back.

The High Priest, horrified, turned and shouted to the Esoteric Soldiers at the front, "Take cover! Get down!"

"Retreat!!!!"

Priest Robes exerted all his strength to bellow, sound traveling into the distance, but it was already too late for Followers of Life outside the chapel to withdraw, and before they could even register what was happening, they were hit by the yellow wind filled with foot odor.

The God of Law truly lived up to his name with his carefully developed catastrophe effective to the last, ensuring death upon contact.

The Followers of Life were first invaded by an atrocious stench that crawled into their nostrils, rampaging through their organs, rotting and decaying everything in its path, and then the same putrid gas spread from the rotting parts, ultimately seeping into every organ, with the lungs infected first, sporting pale white colonies of foot odor followed by the liver, the kidneys...