The flames of war scorched the whole of Loen, and the explosions from time to time made the citizens hiding at home worried. I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the neighborhoods with a large number of armed groups have been attacked the most violently, while nothing happened to those ordinary streets.
Loen's church is also taking action, and the bestowers belonging to the church are almost scattered in the urban area. Except for a few individuals, the average fighting power of those black shadows is not strong, but because there are too many and all of them can fly, it is quite troublesome to solve.
Not surprisingly, Loen will once again appear on the headlines of newspapers in various countries tomorrow morning, but for the ten demigods stationed here, the trouble has just begun.
In the sky above Loen, thin clouds covered the burning city below. Above the clouds, the seven demigods who belonged to the church who did not need to take care of the city faced each other in a semicircle.
The man was wearing a black robe, holding a clay tablet in his right hand, and the huge black figure floating behind him made everyone feel uncomfortable.
This confrontation started when Alexia and the others boarded the mine cart, but no one dared to take the lead.
For the seven members of the church, the person in front of them is undoubtedly the real culprit who caused everything tonight, and the huge black shadow behind him should be the most powerful individual among the black shadows that attacked the city. The aura of this evil man is very bad. Although he looks like a human being, he gives off a vaguely weird feeling.
So the demigods of the church did not act rashly, but waited for the other three colleagues who were cleaning up the chaos in the city to solve the problem, and then act together.
And for that man who was one against seven, of course he didn't dare to confront seven demigods who had undergone systematic training. All of this is for waiting, tonight's action is not about how many people are killed, but about...
He looked down at the five circular depressions on the clay tablet in his hand, among which half a black gem had already been embedded in the top depression.
"All for the greater good!"
The flames dyed the night sky red, and no one is destined to sleep peacefully this night. Under the silent night sky was the noisy Ruen, and the eight people in the sky looked at each other wordlessly.
That huge black shadow was the most active one, it tried several times to get away from behind the man holding the clay tablet, but as long as it was more than three feet away from his body, it would be bounced back by golden light.
This is the method of the demigods of the Orthodox Church. The original intention is to prevent the battle in the sky from spreading below. The actual effect is that in the strategic stage when the enemy does not move and we do not move, no one can use additional methods to interfere with the battle situation below.
Mr. Rosière of the Church of the Sages is naturally one of the seven people in the sky, and he is the only one who is the most relaxed among all the people. Except for occasionally looking at the dark outskirts of Loen behind him, his attention was always on the city below him, and he wasn't anxious because of such a boring confrontation.
"He's finally here!"
Bright golden light burst out from the mountains behind him, like the morning sun rising from the horizon. Mr. Rosière was overjoyed, and looked there together with other people who didn't understand what happened.
The golden brilliance shining from the darkest snow-capped mountains came before them in an instant. The majestic Son of God—Jenkins was wearing a white robe, holding the scripture in one hand and the scepter in the other.
But this scepter is not a scepter that symbolizes the identity of the Holy Son and is condensed by divine power. This is more like a cane made of three vines that spirally climb each other and finally twist into a strand.
It is not straight, but its curved shape is very similar to a small tree. Emerald green brilliance and fluorescence wrapped around the scepter, but it was covered by the golden divine magic light on the Son of God.
Eyes with faint purple brilliance looked at his opponent. Jenkins stayed on the clay tablet held by the stranger for a second, and then held the scepter horizontally in front of his chest with his right hand.
With a soft snort, a green ring appeared from under his feet, and at the same time, the scepter held horizontally also emitted an emerald green luster.
Under the blessing of the new weapon, the soul emblem expanded to cover the entire city in an instant, and the power of the Son of God was poured into the scepter in his hand continuously. When the power was accumulated to the extreme, Jenkins held the scepter horizontally with one hand The scepter rotated ninety degrees, and then thrust it into the foot.
There was clearly nothing but air under their feet, but everyone could hear the sound of tree roots sinking into the soil. Following this action, the green shock wave that exploded swept across the city along with the expansion of the huge ring soul emblem.
Where the power of life and magic passed, the black shadow instantly exploded into a black mist and dissipated, and as long as there was one breath left, all the wounded began to heal slowly. Although this explosive force cannot bring the dead back to life, at least there is no need to worry about losing their lives.
The citizens in the city looked up at the sky, and could only see the faint moon sky and a few faint spots of light, the purple star was particularly shining. Jenkins let out a breath slowly, the green halo under his feet subsided, and the divine magic luster was also lost due to excessive power loss, leaving only a faint brilliance.
The demigods bowed in unison to salute him, and they all saw what kind of power this man was using.
"But is the power of the Holy Son so powerful?"
Of course, there are also such doubts, but none of the demigods present have been in contact with the Holy Son in peak combat state, so they are just doubts in their hearts.
"Could it be that this operation was predicted in advance? Unexpectedly, Ruen actually has a holy son of the church. The Orthodox Church should not be underestimated."
The man holding the clay tablet said without changing his expression, as if he didn't care that the black shadow in the city was wiped out with one blow. He glanced at the black gem embedded in the clay tablet. Although it was still incomplete, at least it met the minimum requirements.
"No, I wasn't dispatched in advance, it's just that I haven't had time to leave after the change in the extreme north. You chose an inappropriate time."
Jenkins said that at this moment, the power of the Holy Son can only keep him flying in the sky and blur his face. Although the move just now looked gorgeous, it was really exhausting.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're from [Tree House], right?"
He asked like this, and the man holding the clay tablet frowned slightly:
"It seems that it has been exposed."
In fact, nothing was revealed. Jenkins just asked the memory on the altar some things before leaving the underground, some of which could be said, some of which could not be said. The most important thing is the information related to the "Catastrophe Poetry". The acquisition of this ability is not a secret, because this is not the emblem of the savior, so the memory told Jenkins all the secrets.