Chapter 2634 The Wights

Emily glared down at her hands and an unprecedented grave expression was displayed on her face.

"How is this even possible?" she asked, feeling totally dazed.

Luther, who was standing beside her, was also incredibly confused. Back when the conservative faction fought with the free faction, he had been too young and therefore, he didn't know much about the many situations that occurred in the Warden race.

With a wave of his hands, Timotheus focused on his cinnabar field and took a deep breath, trying to forcefully activate the energy within his inner world.

Yet, even as his face turned bright red with concentration, his cinnabar field still had no reaction whatsoever.

Many of the other exiles attempted on their own behalf, in various ways. Whether they used the soul power, the pure strength, or even tried to feel the Other Shore, the results simply disappointed them.

Ultimately, everyone focused their eyes on Zelda.

Looking in the direction from which the scream came, she said flatly, "That is the Strength Equalizing Theurgy. They've finally activated it..."

"And what exactly do you mean by that?" Emily asked with a sullen expression. "Can they weaken our strength directly?"

If the Warden race had such a method, then they wouldn't need to be afraid of anyone. In their current state, they could only let themselves be slaughtered. If Spark attacked them now, he could kill everyone in the blink of an eye!

In other words, this theurgy was simply too domineering and unreasonable.

"It has done much more than only weaken our strength." Zelda added, "But theirs, too. Every single creature's strength has been dulled down to the same level. This is the so-called Strength Equalizing Theurgy."

Emily paused for a brief moment, and then a bitter smile appeared on her beautiful face. "Really?" she asked, surprised.

Zelda nodded in response.

In other words, the exiles, the elders of the various races as well as the elites among the Wild Gods all had the exact same strength level. Right now, no one was actually much stronger than a basic, ordinary mortal.

"We're still in big trouble," said one of the exiles from the Star Deer race. And he was right.

"Now that we have come to this stage, there is no turning back. If the Strength Equalizing Theurgy is really like what Zelda said

that wandered the Immemorial Wilderness, and it was even less likely for a group of powerful warriors in this world to take them seriously.

"Did you say only a Wight?! Have you forgotten your current strength, by any chance?" another exile refuted.

It was only then that the Fire Melting race exile suddenly remembered what Zelda had said. If everyone had equal strength after the Strength Equalizing Theurgy was activated, then the strength of this Wight would be on par with his. He hadn't thought of that earlier. As this thought settled within the group, everyone felt a little unsettled.

"Besides... There's always more than just one Wight," said Emily, biting her lips and frowning.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo..."

From within the cracks beneath the high platforms, Wights slowly staggered out one by one. The number of Wights here was really quite high!

The unintelligent zombie-like creatures could tear up any targets that came anywhere close to them!

"Wights don't have wisdom or weapons. We still have the advantage. Everyone, don't be discouraged." Although Emily understood the meaning of the Strength Equalizing Theurgy, and more so that her strength wasn't enough for her to take charge as chief, she still stood in front of the group without hesitating in the least.

The Wights staggered forward for a good distance. When they realized that a pile of food had miraculously appeared in front of them, the Wight at the helm suddenly let out a howl. It instinctively pounced toward the group, and the others followed quickly behind.