CH390 Silver-haired Deceiver II
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Alex glanced at Eleanor and offered a faint, knowing smile.
Healers truly were the bane of false divinity.
Unbeknownst to the captive, Eleanor had already cast a specialised Healer spell that severed—no, blocked—Juror's perception of him.
With that spell in place, the Navi could no longer peer into this patch of land from his so-called divine kingdom hidden within the realm of laws… nor could he direct his Paladins or Clerics to their location through the believer's mind-link.
And the best part?
The spell was absurdly easy for Eleanor to maintain.
All she needed to do was anchor the spell to a low-grade Mana Stone, and the stone would keep the anti-divinity screen active without further input from her.
Alex still wasn't sure whether this was standard for all Healers… or just testament to Eleanor, with her freakishly strong bloodline and frightening healer talent.
"Your god can no longer look at you," Alex said. "In this area, he's blind."
