The core of the light was the object that Mark had abandoned in the cold crevice of the city wall during the chaos.
The badge of the trainee judge of the 13th Holy Knights!
This is what Monica asked Mark to leave there before his team jumped off the inner city wall!
At this moment, this badge that Mark once thought was just a useless thing and was so dim that it could hardly detect the aura of holy light, was like a sleeping sun that was awakened!
On the surface of the badge, the two crossed swords of judgment and the burning number "XIII" relief below are now flowing with flames like molten gold!
The flame patterns on the sword seemed to come alive, burning fiercely!
An extremely thick pillar of light composed purely of blazing white holy light, starting from the badge, ignored obstacles, ignored the wind and rain, ignored the chaotic energy field below, and soared into the sky!
The beam of light pierced straight into the thick dark clouds filled with dark red resentment!
The moment the beam of light pierced the clouds, a huge teleportation array composed of pure holy light instantly lit up and unfolded deep in the clouds!
The light of the magic circle is more magnificent, more sacred, and more unquestionable than the blasphemous circle under the puppeteer's feet!
A pressure that seemed to be able to purify all evil in the world, like a physical tsunami, instantly swept across the entire Anchor Bay City battlefield!
Time seemed to be paused at this moment.
The raging whirlpool of sea water froze for a moment.
The frantically struggling mirage stiffened its tentacles.
The light of the Enlightenment Society's magic circle, which was evolving by absorbing resentment and pain, suddenly stagnated.
Even the puppeteer who was floating in the air and controlling the overall situation couldn't help but pause as if he was shocked.
He looked up suddenly, and the shadow under his hood began to fluctuate violently for the first time.
He stared intently at the holy light formation that tore through the clouds, and for the first time, his cold and hoarse voice carried a hint of unconcealable astonishment and solemnity:
"Holy Light...Teleportation?! The Church of Holy Light...actually has such a method?"
“I…fuck…”
On the high slope, Enzo tilted his head back, his mouth wide open enough for a goose egg to fit in. All the swear words were blocked in his throat by this sudden change, leaving only these two most original words.
The rune forging hammer in his hand fell into the mud with a clang, hitting his foot and making him scream in pain.
Mark's heart seemed to be hit hard by the holy light, beating violently, almost bursting through his chest!
He stared intently at the huge holy light formation in the clouds that seemed to cover the entire Anchor Bay City. The two marks of holy light in his soul felt a dull pain under the pressure of the holy light, but also had a strange burning sensation.
Ruby... has this kind of trick...?
Is she the biological daughter of Holy Light?
Is she going to summon the Seraphim to Anchor Bay City again?
Are you working so hard?
Anna hugged Xiao Mu tightly, and her elf-like pointed ears trembled slightly as she sensed the pure and vast holy light energy.
Xiao Mu made a weak "hmm" sound, and among the faint three-color light on his body, the holy light seemed to be attracted and became slightly brighter.
Compared to the other members of Mark's team who were confused, Monica, who had been prepared for a long time, was the calmest.
Because when she came down from the inner city wall of Anchor Bay City, she had already noticed the flashing spatial positioning symbol on the trainee judge's badge.
This made Mark leave the badge on the city wall.
If Monica guessed correctly, the person on the other side of the badge probably activated the space positioning mark hidden in the Mark badge because he sensed the breath of the legendary monster here.
Fortunately, the Lord of Gan Shi whom they met last time in Maple Leaf Town was a wild god. Even if his strength decreased, he was still a god.
The talent on the other side of the badge did not teleport over at that time.
Otherwise, if the people on the opposite side came over and saw the mysterious existence summoned by Mark, who knows what would happen!
Deep in the clouds, in the center of the huge holy light teleportation array, the space began to twist and fluctuate violently.
Rows of silhouettes emitting a strong aura of holy light are slowly descending from the distorted light and shadow!
Not just one, but hundreds!
They were like statues cast by gods, descending in a line from the holy light, landing silently on the ruined inner city wall where Mark's team had stayed before.
The leader was a man with a tall and straight figure like a solitary peak, wearing a spotless silver-white armor.
Against the backdrop of the wind and rain in the sky and the painting of hell below, it exudes an aura of majesty that is impossible to look at directly.
Under the helmet were revealed holy silver eyes and a face with three dark gold lightning-shaped scars under the right eye.
The lines were as cold and hard as if they were cut by a knife or an axe. It was none other than the leader of the 13th Holy Knights, Alfonso Lin.
Behind him, three hundred knights, covered in heavy plate armor engraved with sacred runes and with their visors drooped, formed up in an instant like a silent steel forest.
The cold rain washed over their icy visors and armor without a single shake or sound.
Their gazes glanced indifferently through the slits in their visors at the boiling sea of blood, the struggling beasts, and the blasphemous Holy Array of Resentful Light below, as if they were examining a wheat field waiting to be harvested.
The wailing and despair of hundreds of thousands of lives in Anchor Bay City seemed like just distant background noise.
The shaking of the city walls, the roar of the mirage, the collapse of the buildings...
Nothing can shake this iron torrent in the slightest.
Their mere presence here forced a cold will of judgment into the aura of death that permeated the entire city.
The puppeteer's figure, suspended above the giant mouth of the mirage, became noticeably stiff for the first time.
He turned his head suddenly, and the patterns of ice crystal vines on the pale mask seemed to freeze for a moment in astonishment.
"Heh..." He let out a dry laugh. His pretentiously elegant tone seemed a little distorted under the pressure of the holy light, but it still carried a hint of playful sarcasm.
"What a grand opening indeed. Captain Alfonso? I've long heard of your name. I never imagined the Holy City would be so concerned about Anchor Bay that you would personally visit this filthy place."
He bowed slightly, his movements deliberately calm, like an actor taking his final bow on stage.
"However, it seems you are a step too late. The work of the Enlightenment Society is nearing its end. This evil beast has ravaged the seas and betrayed the protection of the Holy Light.
"And this city, tainted by it and long since fallen into greed and betrayal... We are cleaning up the mess for the Church of Holy Light.
"You only need to wait a moment, and you will receive this... relatively clean ruin. I wonder if the Church of Holy Light is satisfied with this gift?"
Alfonso did not answer.
He didn't even look at the Puppeteer in the air.
His gaze was like two invisible swords, piercing through the rain curtain and sweeping across the core of the huge magic circle below, which was entangled by resentful spirits and desecrated by holy light.
The dark red and blazing white mixed with the screams of countless tormented souls caused the Knight Commander, known for his ruthlessness and efficiency, to purse his lips into a cold straight line.
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