"Um?"
The demonic energy from the abyss around was changing and interweaving, like clouds and mist, swirling around. The silhouettes of the black flame dragon-patterned winged snakes were weaving and shuttling in the air, becoming very faint. Mo Lin's silhouette appeared in it and slowly fell to the ground.
He looked to one side of the sky, a look of confusion and surprise on his face.
Then Maureen saw a blazing white.
Light.
An extremely brilliant and dazzling white light bloomed from the eternal holy light, as if illuminating the entire world.
"Eternal Holy Light, that is the Eternal Holy Light." Morin looked ahead and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He did not speak, but his body suddenly rose up at this moment, straight into the sky. Then, a pair of wings appeared behind Morin. The wings shook slightly, and Morin's whole body dragged out a bright rainbow of light and instantly shot forward.
It didn't take long for Morin to return to the Eternal Holy Light.
The evil spirit outside the Eternal Holy Light has almost dissipated, leaving it dim and gloomy, giving people a vague but soon-to-be-clear feeling. The surrounding mountains, lands, and buildings are shrouded in a faint black mist. It is obvious that they have been contaminated by the evil spirit of the abyss, and the priests need to use magic and holy water to cleanse and exorcise them.
Morin moved his body, the wings behind him disappeared, and he slowly fell down.
On the mountain ahead, there stood Alan and Mary.
"Maureen." Alan looked at Maureen who was falling down, smiled, and greeted Maureen.
"Alan, you..."
Morin wanted to say something, but at this time, he didn't know how to ask.
Looking at the black sword in Allen's hand, it was obvious that it was the sword that Allen had just swung.
That sword.
There is infinite splendor, and a sword of infinite light is slashed out.
"Thank you for your sword, Mary." Allen turned around and handed the Judgment in his hand to Mary, who had been standing there in a daze. Allen smiled slightly and said, "This sword is very good, really good. Of course, this is your sword."
Mary did not accept the verdict, but pursed her lips, looked at Alan, and said: "Who are you, who are you?"
"I'm Alan."
Alan smiled, stretched out his arms forward, and gestured to Mary again, indicating that she should take over the judgment.
Mary took a deep breath as she finally accepted the verdict.
"Archangel, or archangel, or the archangel who controls everything..."
Mary looked at Allen's back and felt very uneasy.
Maureen was also a little surprised. Although Alan looked the same as before without any changes, his eyes were extremely bright and emitted a soft and moist light.
"You, the darkness has been dispelled, and those abyss demons and deep courtyard monsters have retreated." Alan seemed to be glowing, he pointed forward and spoke lightly with a bright smile on his face.
Morin turned his head and looked. Yes, not only the darkness dissipated, but those abyss monsters and abyss demons were also retreating here.
The sword that Alan just swung out was really terrifying. It severely damaged the abyss demons across space.
Many people saw this scene. Some wizards and sorcerers had a dreamy look on their faces, with some disbelief on their faces, while the priests of Eternal Holy Light turned their heads and looked at Alan with stunned looks on their faces.
"Light, brightness..."
The priests' lips trembled and their bodies shook, they could not hide their excitement.
With a plop, a priest could not help but kneel down to Allen. This seemed to trigger a series of reactions. Other priests also knelt down to Allen, one after another, without stopping. Soon, all the priests knelt down to Allen and saluted him respectfully.
The other wizards and warlocks standing there couldn't help but bow to Alan to show their respect.
The scene was grand and solemn.
Maureen looked at Alan beside him.
Alan exhaled, and he seemed to smile. Then, a faint white light emanated from his body and spread out in all directions.
It is very weak and faint, but it contains an indescribable power that illuminates everything around it.
bright.
Light is above.
…………
A lot of things have happened, but many other things have not yet ended while we are here.
For example, the demons of the abyss.
Wizards and sorcerers gathered in the hall to discuss what to do next, how to deal with and face the abyss demons.
The previous decadent and gloomy atmosphere has been swept away. Even though everyone is currently in a weak position, the spirits of the wizards and warlocks are very high, as if they are full of endless motivation and energy.
Especially the priests of Eternal Holy Light.
Wizards and warlocks gathered together. Previously, the two thrones were responsible for hosting and preaching, and now, it was Alan.
No one objected.
When seeing Alan, whose whole body was glowing faintly, as if he was walking in endless light, with a warm smile on his face that almost made people sink into it unknowingly, no one had any objection or other opinions.
Alan, he, the light, or in other words, a god walking in the world.
A god in the eyes of many people.
Everyone was very respectful to him, even those with level five spirit rings.
"What are the current casualties? How many first-level wizards are there? How many second-level, third-level, and fourth-level and above wizards?"
"How are the various materials..."
"And the operation and maintenance of the witchcraft array..."
Alan kept asking questions, and the relevant wizards around him kept talking, summarizing what they knew.
After a long time, Alan almost knew the relevant situation. He thought about it and looked at the many wizards and warlocks below.
"Our situation is not optimistic." Allen said, "Although we temporarily repelled the Abyss Demons before, they still have the upper hand. In this situation, it is difficult, almost impossible, for us to truly expel the Abyss Demons."
"So, I plan to enter the dark center of the Eternal Holy Light and rescue the two thrones affected by the dark magic." Alan stated his plan.
Enter the dark center of the Eternal Holy Light and rescue the two thrones trapped in the dark evil spirit?
The wizards and warlocks were somewhat surprised when they heard what Alan said.
But no one objected. After all, what Alan said was right.
Alan was ready to set off. He was wearing a red robe and a golden crown on his head. His slightly golden hair was neatly gathered under the crown. Looking closely, Alan at this moment had an indescribable dignity and beauty.
Maureen and Mary walked together, also moving slowly forward.
It went without saying that Mary would go along, and as for Maureen, Allen said that he hoped Maureen would go too. Maureen thought about it and did not refuse.
"Okay, here we are."
After walking for a while, Alan and his friends stopped.
The surroundings were extremely sticky and difficult to separate, just like thick and sticky black ink, but in the center of the open space in front, there was a figure.
His hair was disheveled, his clothes were extremely messy, and he kept muttering something, looking like he was in a trance.
It's Casa.
Morin and the others looked at Kasa quietly, looking at the former red-robed priest.
As if sensing something, when Morin and the others came in, Kasa trembled, slowly raised his head and looked over here.
"It's coming...it's coming...you...you are coming..." Kasa's voice was hoarse, there were dried blood marks on his face, and his eyes were completely dry from crying.
Wisps of black demonic energy still slowly flowed out from his eyes, as if they would never stop and would never end.
Kasa knelt on one knee on the ground, looking a little confused.
"Casa." Morin had contact with Casa before. When he saw Casa's current appearance, an indescribable strange expression appeared on his face.
Kasa, the former red-robed priest.
The same was true for Mary and Allen. They both had contact with Casa, and now, watching this scene, they all had strange expressions on their faces.
They came here and finally met the source of everything, Kasa.