Forcing Virginia to immediately release the power of faith within her might save her from sacrifice, but Wu Yu would not stop someone from doing good; otherwise, what difference would he make from the recently banished God of Light?

Wu Yu could accept this heroic ending of sacrificing oneself to protect others.

"Wu Yu, you're a real scoundrel! You just stood by and watched a lady die right before your eyes!" Just then, Marlowe, who was also in the air, flew over and immediately launched into a tirade of abuse.

Wu Yu did not respond, but continued flying backward. He didn't have time to argue with anyone right now.

"It's really unreliable to entrust Violet to someone like you. You'd better take responsibility," Marlowe said, clearly annoyed.

Hearing the Sword Saint's tone, which sounded like he was making his final arrangements, Wu Yu vaguely guessed what he was planning to do.

Marlowe never gave up trying to sense the existence of God through his mental power. After the burning sensation disappeared, he finally covered the entire sky with his mental power. He noticed Virginia's current situation, sensed the unstable energy within her that could destroy the world, and finally heard the conversation between Wu Yu and Virginia.

Having grasped the situation, he made his own decisive choice.

“Virginia, if it were just to save you, I might not have been able to make up my mind. But since the energy within you is destined to erupt, let me save you, the culprit, as well as I’ll do.” Marlowe said calmly, as if death was not something they could not face.

“Virginia, stop suppressing that power of faith. Release it! Don’t worry, I’ll stop it. No one else will get hurt,” Marlowe shouted.

Without the constraints of others' requests, Virginia finally began to think about what to do next on her own. She was constantly facing the approach of death. She was not afraid of death, but when she actually asked her own heart as Wu Yu had suggested, a voice had never disappeared.

I want to live!

All resistance vanished in an instant, and the excess power of faith seemed to find an outlet, gushing out from the wounds on her body.

Like a cataclysmic flood, a golden torrent descended from the sky. This purest energy in the world seemed to be washing away all the filth of the human world in place of the creator god.

"Are all the remnants of God this terrifying? I wonder how that person managed to expel God just now," Marlow muttered to himself as he devised his response.

As a swordsman, no matter what danger he faces, all he needs to believe in is the sword in his hand.

Marlowe's figure was so small, but every sword strike he made was enough to tear the heavens and the earth apart. However, when that terrifying sword energy struck the power of faith, it didn't even stir up a ripple.

But this was just one of Marlowe's sword strikes; he could unleash thousands more of the same sword energy.

Layer upon layer, endlessly, countless sword energies wove into a net, finally coalescing into a barrier that forcefully blocked the outpouring of faith power.

But this is far from enough. Marlowe can hold out for a while, but not forever. When the power of faith falls, what remains for the people is still annihilation.

"So it turns out I'm not enough on my own? Luckily, I have a new power," Marlowe said with a self-deprecating laugh.

The moment the God of Light disappeared, the world ceased its continuous supply of energy to him. Although the virtual authority had never been used before, it was only necessary to fully activate it.

[Virtual Authority - Ultimate Power]

Marlowe finally felt the power of the authority; it seemed to have no limit. A point of light appeared in the center of his soul, and then everything about him began to be absorbed by that point of light—his fighting spirit, his flesh and blood, his soul, everything about him was being absorbed by that point of light, and what he gained in return was that absolute power.

As the sword was swung, Marlowe's body began to disappear from his feet, leaving not even a single atom behind; everything was sacrificed to this final strike.

This was a sword aura as wide as the sea, seemingly splitting the sky in two, pouring directly into the golden torrent.

The golden ocean was split in two, and then the sword energy surged continuously, dividing the sea into rivers, turning the rivers into streams, and finally turning them into drops of rain.

At this moment, Virginia's body continued to fall from the sky, and scattered bits of faith power still overflowed from her body, repairing her broken body while drawing a golden streak of light in the air.

Dressed in white, with her eyes closed, she peacefully accepted her fate. At this moment, she seemed like an angel fallen to earth.

Wu Yu was already waiting below her, grabbing her slender waist with one hand, pulling her into his arms, and then flying towards the ground without looking back.

The aftershocks of the impact have not yet subsided.

However, just as the giant wave roared in, Ted and the Grand Tutor, who had been hiding somewhere, acted simultaneously, setting up a temporary protective shield and successfully preventing the capital from being affected.

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A beautiful figure stood by the window, her sapphire-blue eyes fixed on the sky. While everyone else trembled in fear of the lingering power of the gods, she alone witnessed the fall of a hero.

Inside the room, Yi Fang sat upright in her chair.

This is a luxurious private room located on the top floor of the most luxurious hotel in the capital. When the demons descended, Yifang decisively abandoned the distinguished guests she was accompanying and hid here.

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