The Holy Light amplifies the hatred in people's hearts to an infinite degree, making them mistakenly believe that they are at the center of justice and transforming them into the embodiment of justice.
At this point, they became even more violent, their hearts filled with resentment.
They believed that eliminating the enemy was equivalent to eliminating evil.
Ultimately, these people will be completely brainwashed by the light and become new partners of the believers.
They firmly believe that as long as the goddess returns to earth, she will be able to cleanse all evil.
This is precisely why 100,000 believers emerged in Shulbon.
They were all dissatisfied with Priscilla's laws that elevated the status of demi-humans and disgusted by her actions.
Therefore, in the eyes of the believers, she became the root of all of Shulb's evils, and was subsequently assimilated by them.
And now, the angels' painful cries are a message to those believers who have been successfully brainwashed:
"Merge with me and together we will cleanse the evil around us."
But no matter how much pain the angel endured, he could not summon more of his fellow angels.
The Mage Council had arrived ahead of time, and countless mages were already secretly waiting in various parts of Shulbon.
This is so that other residents can be safely evacuated as soon as believers appear.
Of course, calling it a transfer...
In reality, they brought all the residents of Shulburn under their control.
Once someone is assimilated, the council's mages will eliminate them immediately.
Those who were not assimilated were comforted by professionals until their emotions calmed down.
At this moment, countless residents dozens of miles away from Shulburne were still experiencing the ultimate mental anguish under that wail.
Amidst the distorted wails, a considerable amount of malice slowly rose in their hearts.
But soon, many nuns dressed in white robes with gold trim slowly emerged from all directions.
They mingled among the monks surrounding the crowd, their hands clasped tightly, heads bowed and eyes closed in prayer.
Soft, murmuring prayers rose from all around, like a gentle spring.
It penetrated deep into the tormented hearts of countless residents present, colliding with the sharp, piercing screech.
"May the gentleness of the Lord of Abundance soothe the suffering soul; may stubborn evil be swallowed up by the fertile earth and buried forever."
"Human will will eventually triumph over the madness of fear, and peace and harmony will return to the world."
As the nuns' prayers grew clearer, countless residents gradually awoke from their painful confusion.
Meanwhile, a group of blood-red, white-haired vampire nuns took the opportunity to enter the crowd.
They walked among the people, gently sniffing the scent on each one.
This was simply to ensure that they still had human blood in them and had not been assimilated into religious believers who had lost their flesh and blood.
Similar scenes are playing out in the protected areas on the outskirts of Shulburn.
The Church of Abundance, the Vampire Clan, and the Council of Mages.
The joint control by these three parties ensured that no more believers could infiltrate the city center.
Just then, a streak of crimson light pierced the sky, tearing through the distant horizon.
The blood-red trail drew a long trajectory in the air, as if it had sliced the entire sky into curved fragments.
She appeared before the goddess of justice, her three pairs of blood-red wings fluttering as she floated lightly in the air.
Upon seeing this unexpected figure, many residents of Shulburn looked up in awe.
Perhaps because of the great distance, they could not clearly see the face of the person in the air.
But those three pairs of blood-red wings, and that intense aura, always stirred up a strange sense of familiarity in their hearts.
Then, they heard the distant voice emanating from the blood-red figure:
“I am Priscilla, lord of Shulburn.”
The familiar sound was amplified many times over by the vibration of the air.
The news spread throughout Shulbon, echoing in the ears of countless residents.
Upon hearing this voice, every resident was stunned, their eyes filled with confusion.
The blood-red woman with six wings in the sky was actually their lord, Priscilla.
She really is a vampire!?
But at this moment, even though Priscilla's vampire identity has been exposed, no one feels fear.
Because compared to the previous group of monsters made of black flesh and blood, there was an angel who tried to brainwash them.
Their lord's vampire identity seemed insignificant.
And now, she is standing before the goddess of justice.
It was as if they had received the mandate of the goddess of justice, and had come specifically to eliminate the evil before them in the name of justice.
At that moment, Priscilla looked down.
Looking at the angel covered in wounds, her flesh torn apart, revealing her ugly nature, her blood-red eyes dimmed slightly.
They were once residents of Shulbon.
However, because they chose to oppose her, they considered themselves righteous and viewed her as the evil one.
Priscilla felt guilty about the residents’ discontent caused by loopholes in the law.
But this is not a reason for them to become monsters and try to wipe out the entire Shulbourne.
Since they have used the name of justice to judge her, she will also use the name of justice to judge these traitors:
"They have committed far too many crimes."
"Destroying the city, slaughtering residents, and maliciously attacking have plunged the entire city of Shulbon into panic."
Her every word was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up the dormant sense of justice in the hearts of the other residents.
At that moment, the residents of Shulbourne who heard the voices responded angrily, condemning the crimes committed by those who had converted to Christianity.
The righteous cause that was originally intended to bring "redemption" to Shulbourne has now been covered by the mark of sin.
Ultimately, those lost souls were regarded as discarded and forgotten.
Immediately afterwards, Priscilla unfurled her three pairs of blood-red wings high in the sky, and the crimson aura surged, soaring straight into the heavens.
"In the name of the lord, by the witness of justice."
The next second, a scarlet blood moon rose in the dim sky.
The blood moon's radiance illuminated everything around it, turning the entire city of Shulburn into a crimson hue.
Priscilla floated beneath the blood moon, her crimson eyes gleaming with a merciless light.
In an instant, a violent storm rose from the earth.
A strange force swirled in the air, like a vortex churning the clouds.
The churning crimson transformed into a boiling torrential rain, weaving through the chaos.
It was as if they wanted to wash away all the sins on this land with blood.
Her eyes gleamed crimson as she coldly watched the increasingly dense blood-red storm around her.
And the flesh-and-blood angel that was swept high into the sky by the blast wave and torn to pieces.
A cold declaration:
"You are sentenced to death."
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