"It's really spectacular."
The golden light in the dark night is like the sun rising from the horizon. Jenkins couldn't help admiring, it was the first time he saw so many Bestowers acting at the same time. Although the number of more than 200 people cannot cause a qualitative change, the accumulation of quantity alone is surprising.
Now is an era of peace, but in those eras of chaos, when the church was unable to systematically cultivate the gifted under the order, this kind of scene is unimaginable.
The wind and snow swirling around Jenkins intensified the attack, and the swirling snowflakes left scars on Jenkins' cheeks like sharp blades.
But although Jenkins couldn't find a way to destroy the Blizzard, at least his defense was fine.
A green circle was reflected on the smooth ice surface, and the shape of emerald green small trees filled the circle. Jenkins stepped on the soul emblem under his feet and looked at the people walking towards him. Although he was surprised that the emblem would always automatically appear under his feet when he used [Life Origin] with all his strength recently, but now is not a good time to think about such things.
"I can't destroy the flying snow of your incarnation, but two hundred people can destroy you; I can't melt every snowflake, but the determination of two hundred devout believers can. I really don't know what kind of guts you have, Only dare to provoke such a team, I hope you can understand at the last moment of your life that a devout heart is the biggest nemesis of monsters like you."
Jenkins raised his right hand while saying the beautiful words of not wanting gold pounds, and most of the spirit of his body was poured into the ice chess piece in the palm of his hand. He had discovered a long time ago that this chess piece could enhance frost-like abilities, and now that the large army had arrived, he could make some interesting attempts without any scruples.
Light blue light bloomed in Jenkins' raised right fist, and the faint blue turned the fist into a small ball of light. Even Dolores, the orthodox descendant of Stuart, probably never used this pawn to such an extent.
In the loud praises of the mortals, the light of Jenkins' right fist became stronger and stronger, and finally even shone like a blue moon falling in the night sky, shining on everything around him.
Hoarfrost silently covered the originally crystal-clear ice, and even the speed of the furious Flying Snow was a bit heavy.
"Ice!"
Jenkins whispered in his heart, and at the same time tried hard to recall the illusion that everything was stagnant and everything was dead when he was frozen into an ice sculpture.
He closed his eyes and held his hands high, so he didn't see the faint blue light leaking from his fingers that suddenly became brighter. With him as the center, all things moving relative to him within ten feet were slowly slowing down.
In just two seconds, everything within the ball space with a radius of ten feet (about 3.04m) stopped. Snowflakes floated beside him, and the ice crystals beside his boots were still half in contact with the ice. The thread on Jenkins' coat is half inside and half outside the range of the ball. The part outside the ball is swaying with the wind, and the part inside the ball is still.
This is still not over. As his mind touched the crystal chess piece, Jenkins immediately felt differently about ice and cold. He looked at the sky and slowly opened his eyes, a light blue light flashed in his eyes for a moment and then disappeared.
The right hand holding the chess piece was stretched out in front of him, and the flowing blue brilliance was overflowing from the palm of his hand, constantly elongating and deforming.
And when those tiny rays of light solidified, a bow carved with snow patterns appeared in Jenkins' hands.
He looked down at the white and blue bow like a work of art, not noticing that the snow that was moving more and more slowly was gathering in the same direction ten feet away.
Those snowflakes flew to the hills not far away, causing more snow to drift around.
"Roar~"
With a roar, in the depths of the darkness, snowflakes piled up together, and a huge monster whose face occupied two-thirds of the body's height appeared in front of everyone.
Its height is just as high as the surrounding hills, so this image in the dark is not only not scary, but also has an inexplicable sense of humor.
It's just that the monster's distorted image and the cold air it exhaled cannot be faked. It roared at the mortals, and the continuous snow in the distance was melting with its body, making it feel alive every second. Higher and stronger.
"No, why does that existing power appear here?"
"Which one exists?"
Jenkins asked loudly, and then did not advance recklessly, but stepped back a few steps into the range illuminated by the golden light. His colleagues finally came to his side. Everyone wearing cotton caps and cotton coats looked at the huge creature in the darkness with piercing eyes, but none of them stopped praying and praising because of fear. sound.
"Come with me!"
Jenkins shouted loudly, pulled the bowstring in his hand, and as the spirit in his body flowed to his hand, a pure golden light arrow appeared in his hand.
"one!"
he shouted, drawing the bowstring to its fullest with all his strength. The benefactors around them also raised their right hands to point at the night sky in front of them, and the continuous golden light made them stand as if they were independent of the night sky.
"two!"
The spirit is consolidating, the spirit is converging, the golden arrows of light are constantly growing between the fingers pulling the string, and the moving gold is like dancing sparks, which is the condensation of the purest magical power.
At the same time, the bestowers around shouted the name of the righteous god they believed in. The shouting started a chain reaction, and the purest golden light shone spontaneously on everyone's body. At this moment, different magical abilities seemed to fuse together. For oneness.
"three!"
Jenkins shouted loudly and shot the arrow in his hand, and the hands of everyone around him were raised high, and different magical abilities also worked together.
The golden light under their feet was like a lake that had been sucked away, merging with the brightest golden arrow in the night sky. The arrow left a dazzling golden afterimage in the air, and then smashed through the snow wall summoned by the giant snow monster and the snowman-like creature that appeared out of thin air.
"Clang~"
As the golden light shot into the monster's forehead, there seemed to be the sound of a bell ringing in the ear. The monster fell backwards and fell heavily on the ground, causing the ice under its feet to vibrate violently. He let out a shrill howl for the last time, and then the snow on his body disintegrated, turning into a pile of huge snow mountains little by little.
Watching the mottled aura representing the monster go out little by little, Jenkins withdrew his bow and stood with his feet level at the front of the line, holding the bow and looking at the night.
The sound of prayers behind him gradually disappeared, and there were some noisy celebrations and discussions behind him.
The golden light under everyone's feet disappeared from back to front, and the last ray of light gathered around Jenkins for a long time and refused to dissipate. The dissipated light finally seemed to cover him with a fading golden cloak, and when the last speck of light merged with the night, Jenkins couldn't help sighing.
This isn't the end, it's just the beginning, and the night is long.