A huge amount of light rose up on the battlefield, and the extremely dazzling sun cast a terrifying and extreme light here...
Under this light, all battles were forcibly terminated.
All fallen races find it difficult to change their minds under the light, and the evil desires in their hearts are quickly expelled by the extremely exclusive force.
The weapons in their hands fell little by little, and all the power of those mysterious objects was suppressed under the strong light.
Some weaker mysterious items simply had their properties removed.
Their thinking was changing, and they were beginning to assimilate towards Colin, just as they had once become inhuman under the aura left over from the old days...
Now the fallen race, under Colin's "purification", began to approach him.
However, this closeness was spiritual; Colin did not and could not change their bodies.
At this moment, Colin's body turned into a ball of squirming, lively light, suspended high in the sky.
He didn't even make much aggressive moves. Just by showing his true life form, he almost changed the entire situation of the battle.
The stalemate between the two sides turned into a one-sided situation where they were defeated easily.
The members of the Holy Light Alliance did not attack those fallen races who were in a state of confusion and stalemate, and even provided them with protection.
Because, in their view, these people will soon become their compatriots.
"From God?!"
A figure emerged from the battlefield. It was a "Cyclops" chosen by God. Under the "sun"-like light, his skin continued to erode, bleeding and becoming weak.
As a being blessed by the "Gods", he was not bewitched by the "sun" and still maintained his purity.
At least in his mind, he himself was still pure...
At this time, the Cyclops, who had a huge body, abnormally long limbs, and only a huge bloodshot eye on his head, knelt on one knee on the ground, leaning on a huge bone sword that was more than five meters high in front of him to support his body and not fall down at this moment.
But under the light, his body became increasingly shaky, his blood flowed down, and evaporated into pure nothingness on the ground.
His thoughts were already blurred, but he still managed to stand up shakily with difficulty and raised his eyes to the sky.
To him, the thing that cast infinite light in the sky did not bring a trace of warmth, but only pure cold darkness.
He tried to stand firm, pulled out the huge ancient sword, and tried to lift it up...
"No, I won't give up!"
The "Cyclops" God's chosen one roared, raised his sword tremblingly, and aimed it at the cold and huge sun, wanting to fulfill his duty as the "God's chosen one" and fight for his Lord until the last moment.
However, his strength was already at its limit and his breathing was even weaker.
"I won't give up! Come and fight me, God!"
He roared again, but received no response.
The collapsed body further rotted, the muscles and blood vessels were exposed to the holy light, and then quickly disappeared and evaporated...
Without the abdominal flesh covering it, the internal organs rolled out first, looking extremely miserable.