**Chapter 534: I Never Wanted to Be His Wife**
In the center of this swamp, a large tree shaded the sky.
This tree was similar to the previous short trees, but it was taller and larger.
It stood over 20 meters high, and its branches covered an area of at least a hundred square meters.
Countless branches hung down, deeply embedded in the Light Swamp.
Under the cover of the light, the entire tree emitted a white glow, appearing somewhat sacred, like a holy tree.
The light came from the God of Light, so it was filled with a sacred aura.
Without the source, it was nothing.
Mo Yun said, "It can move. I’ll lure it out, and you take it down as quickly as possible. Don’t let it return to the Light Swamp to absorb the light."
"If it absorbs the light, its injuries will heal, and its strength will increase."
Lin Moyu shook his head, "No need to be so troublesome."
As soon as he finished speaking, the BOSS suddenly exploded.
A skeleton lich directly attacked, using an elemental explosion.
The BOSS trembled violently, and numerous branches lashed out like whips.
The skeleton lich quickly retreated, dodging the branches.
The BOSS leaped out of the Light Swamp, chasing after the skeleton lich.
Mo Yun realized she had overthought it.
With so many skeletons around, there was no need for her to lure the monster.
Anything she could do, Lin Moyu could do, without her having to lift a finger.
For the first time, Mo Yun felt so relaxed in a dungeon, and it felt quite comfortable.
The BOSS was completely lured out of the Light Swamp, its body covered in branches, each several hundred meters long.
In the blink of an eye, it was pulled several hundred meters away.
Lin Moyu whispered, "That’s enough!"
He pointed his finger into the distance.
**Skill: Aging Curse!**
**Skill: Toxic Star Burst!**
Red and green lights alternated, and several elemental liches appeared simultaneously.
Thunder rumbled, and the BOSS was covered in a blue layer of ice.
The skeletons swarmed in, attacking collectively.
Elemental explosions roared, and the axes of the skeleton berserkers, glowing red, fell.
Lin Moyu didn’t even bother to check the BOSS’s attributes; it wasn’t necessary.
A level 55 dungeon BOSS, even if it was a plant-type BOSS, even if it was a hell-difficulty BOSS, stood no chance against the current undead army.
It would be instantly killed, with no chance to escape.
In just two seconds, Mo Yun received the notification that the BOSS had been killed.
She widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief, murmuring, "It’s dead already?"
"What else?" Lin Moyu said nonchalantly, "If it weren’t for preventing it from absorbing the light, there would have been no need to lure it out."
Mo Yun agreed with Lin Moyu’s reasoning.
Killing it in two seconds indeed didn’t require luring it out.
Lin Moyu hadn’t even used the **[Strengthen]** skill; otherwise, it would have been an instant kill.
Mo Yun felt that Lin Moyu’s strength had become increasingly monstrous, far stronger than the last time she saw him.
The gap between them seemed to be growing wider.
Lin Moyu’s voice interrupted her thoughts, "We can enter the swamp now."
Mo Yun nodded and followed Lin Moyu into the swamp.
They gradually sank into the light, which had become tangible, like waves crashing over them.
They sank to the bottom of the swamp, surrounded by a blinding white light, unable to see anything.
Even Mo Yun’s Holy Spirit Unicorn was blind in this light.
Lin Moyu closed his eyes and summoned a skeleton.
Skeletons didn’t need eyes; they had their own perspective.
Using the skeleton’s perspective, Lin Moyu quickly found the direction.
"Follow me!"
Lin Moyu suddenly grabbed Mo Yun’s hand and led her forward.
In the white light, Mo Yun’s face turned red.
It was the second time Lin Moyu had held her hand.
The first time was in the Ancient Battlefield, and this was the second time.
Mo Yun’s heart raced, and her face flushed.
Suddenly, Lin Moyu shouted, "Watch out!"
Mo Yun felt herself being lifted by Lin Moyu, then they quickly retreated.
She was not only lifted but also repositioned.
Their retreat speed increased, and Mo Yun felt a strong impact.
"We’re under attack!" Mo Yun couldn’t see, but she knew what was happening.
She was about to use a skill to call Little White for protection.
Lin Moyu’s voice reassured her, "No need, it’s fine."
Their retreat stopped, and Mo Yun heard the sound of bones clashing.
She knew the undead army had arrived.
Skeletons surrounded them, protecting them.
The sound of impacts continued as skeletons were knocked away.
Lin Moyu said, "This source is interesting. It has self-protection and won’t let anyone near."
Mo Yun softly acknowledged, not saying much.
Surprisingly, she didn’t ask Lin Moyu to put her down.
She kept her head down, her mind in turmoil.
Lin Moyu’s words, "It’s fine," made her feel incredibly safe.
She felt a sense of security and warmth she had never experienced before.
"Mo Yun, you’re supposed to become a god-level expert. What are you thinking?"
"But it feels so good."
"You need to rely on yourself, not others."
"I’m not relying on anyone."
"He has a wife, and she’s your best friend."
"I know, but I never wanted to be his wife. Can’t I just think about it?"
"No, you can’t."
"But I want to!"
Mo Yun’s mind was in chaos, with two voices arguing.
Lin Moyu had no idea what was going on in her head.
In the world of light, Lin Moyu relied on the undead army to advance.
The light carried a strong impact, constantly knocking skeletons away.
But there were too many skeletons. Even if hundreds or thousands were knocked away, there were still tens of thousands left.
Finally, using the skeletons as shields, Lin Moyu reached the source of the light.
He put Mo Yun down and placed his hand on the source.
The entire Light Swamp began to boil, and the sacred light retracted, all returning to the source.
The massive swamp disappeared.
The light vanished, and Lin Moyu said softly, "It’s done. You can open your eyes now."
"Okay." Mo Yun kept her head down, trying to stay calm.
Her face was still flushed, and she glanced at Lin Moyu, relieved to see he wasn’t looking at her.
Then she saw the source of the light.
Half a wing!
Sacred, beautiful, purer than the purest jade.
Even the most perfect gemstone couldn’t compare.
"This is..." Mo Yun’s breath quickened. She seemed to guess what it was but couldn’t believe it.
Lin Moyu said, "This should be the wing of the God of Light, cut off by someone."
His detection spell flew out.
**[Wing of the God of Light: Contains the essence of the God of Light’s power.]**
Mo Yun asked softly, "Have you seen the God of Light?"
Lin Moyu replied, "Do you know the Holy Church? The angel they worship?"
Mo Yun nodded, "I know."
"The God of Light probably looks like an angel. I suspect the Holy Church actually worships the God of Light, though they might not even know it."
"I see."
Lin Moyu had another suspicion.
He suspected the Holy Church was a pawn set up by the God of Light in the human world.
Even if gods fall, they have a chance to be resurrected.
Faith is crucial for resurrection.
If the God of Light wanted to be resurrected, it would be difficult on its own. But with the Holy Church gathering faith, the chances would be much higher.
Lin Moyu placed his hand on the wing of the God of Light, "Unfortunately, this wing is now mine. If the Holy Church had it and worshipped it daily, you might have had a chance to be resurrected."
Mo Yun looked at Lin Moyu, "What did you say?"
Lin Moyu’s voice was very soft, and Mo Yun didn’t hear clearly.
Lin Moyu shook his head, "Nothing. You can let Little White absorb it."
Mo Yun nodded and called Little White over.
Little White pressed its body against the wing, absorbing the holy light.
Little White’s body grew brighter, absorbing more energy in seconds than it had from all the feathers combined.
The feathers were just tiny fragments, and absorbing them couldn’t compare to absorbing the wing directly.
The wing contained the essence of the God of Light’s power, almost limitless.
From this, Lin Moyu could sense the vastness of the holy light energy and deduce that the God of Light was once a mid-level god.
At least as powerful as the God of Poison.
But now, it was dead, and even its wing had been cut off.
"What happened back then?"
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