But it was too late, and regret was futile.
boom--
Suddenly, the powerful wave of light spreading across the world was abruptly stopped, like a candle flame.
The world was plunged into a colorless void once more, and the light vanished completely in an instant.
The holy sword that fell from the sky was frozen in mid-air.
At this moment, both the Mage Council and the audience around the world were stunned and stood there in shock.
Similarly, Heim Horn and other mages believed that the barrier they had constructed was on the verge of collapse.
The next second, the enormous holy sword seemed to replace the sky, hovering abruptly above his head.
It did not move at all.
He was dumbfounded.
this……
Did Gwen show mercy, or did Viktor suddenly come into play?
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Just as Heim Horn was puzzled, a very distant and hearty laugh came from a rift deeper in the sky.
The voice was both weathered and light, yet it exerted immense pressure on everyone.
All eyes were drawn to the sound as they gazed up at the colorless sky, searching for its source.
But that one glance made everyone's eyes widen, and they stood there stunned in shock.
Because, from the crack in the pale sky, an old man slowly appeared.
He wore a pure white mage's robe, and his bushy white beard and hair stood out against the colorless sky.
The old man stroked his beard with his left hand and held a long, thin, and curved staff, resembling a tree branch, in his right hand, blocking the edge of the holy sword.
And so, this golden holy sword, as vast as the sky, lay silently beneath it, unable to fall.
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