I find it very sacred to pick someone up and make them a saint.

…………

Not long ago, Theodore and the others swallowed hard in the quiet environment.

The only echoes around were the princess's and the bishop's speeches.

Soon, perhaps in just a few moments, the ceremony will officially end, which also means they are safe.

In the final moments, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

I prayed that the communicator on the floor wouldn't flicker.

However, as expected, something unexpected happened; a loud shout came through the communicator:

"Boss! A Vatican guard is heading towards the magic circle in the abandoned factory!"

"Have we been discovered?!" Theodore shouted!

"I don't know, he seems...drunk?"

"Drunk?!"

"Yes, he seems to have been drunk and wandered here aimlessly."

One of the people nearby said, "What a coincidence..."

Theodore's brows were furrowed so deeply they looked like they could be squeezed dry.

This is the final moment. Is it intentional? Should we take any action?

"We have to stop him, brother."

Theodore was under immense pressure.

Although they agreed to take action once the intrusion was detected, there was no turning back once the attack was launched.

"Can we stop him?"

"He sent someone to try, but for some reason he became extremely angry and raised his sword to cut down anyone who tried to stop him."

Theodore gritted his teeth.

"Big brother..." "Big brother..." Several panicked voices came from behind.

"He's coming in soon! He'll find out everything."

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in Theodore's eyes; his tone was heavy, yet it concealed murderous intent:

"Were there other people behind him?"

Everyone looked at him in surprise, then understood what he meant.

"No...no..." The voice on the other end of the communicator trembled slightly.

"Kill him," Theodore said viciously.

"But……"

"Don't make me repeat myself."

"Yes."

…………

Oscar saw Phyllis walk into the abandoned factory and then stumble inside.

But he was greeted by seven or eight gang members who suddenly surrounded him from all sides.

Several people had a faint purple glow emanating from their bodies, and their speed and strength had been greatly enhanced.

A dagger pierced his throat, someone covered his mouth, and before he could utter a sound, he lost his life.

The group stared at the corpse, panting, exchanging bewildered glances. Someone reported to the leader, "Boss, it's done, it should be..."

Before he could finish speaking...

A beam of holy light suddenly shot upwards from Oscar's corpse—this was a signal from the Papal Guards.

Several guard squads, not far away (about 100 meters), had already noticed the anomaly and rushed over.

All the movements were constantly being transmitted to Theodore's communicator, and Miles on the other side also received the message.

Theodore's face gradually contorted...

"Damn!" he yelled. "It exploded!"

The decision was made to quickly relay the information to Miles, and more than two hundred gang members in Valgon City moved simultaneously.

Theodore and Miles led their men out of their hiding place, their destination the same: the core magic circle, the abandoned factory.

Five magic arrays were activated simultaneously, and the statues of the Mother Goddess of Contractual Truth suspended in the center of each array shone brightly.

Amidst the commotion, immense energy gathered, and everyone chanted sacrificial incantations.

As they chanted, their expressions grew increasingly pained.

A faint blood-red glow emanated from his body, followed by flesh and blood...

By sacrificing themselves, they gained a brief period of powerful energy, which was then used to feed back into the magic array and activate an even greater sacrificial ritual.

Purple mist surged outwards, and mysterious incantations began to circulate in the streets and alleys, with children bewilderedly trying to touch them with their fingers.

The next moment, the five magic arrays connected, and the energy of the other four magic arrays surged into the core magic array.

A massive purple beam of light shot into the sky! The sound of an explosion resounded throughout the heavens.

The spell runes scattered throughout the streets suddenly erupted, like demons reaching out to the surrounding crowd.

…………

In the ceremonial square at the center of the city.

The crowd snapped out of their panic and, before they could even look at the embarrassing state of Bishop Phil and Princess Rachel, were thrown into chaos, desperately trying to survive!

Worry and discussion gradually escalated into sobs and cries...

Although they didn't know what had happened, their instincts told them that it was extremely dangerous.

A cacophony of voices erupted, turning the cheers of the previous moment into fear and panic.

The crowd stirred again, with people on the periphery fleeing outwards, while those in the center gradually huddled together in the chaos.

Rachel and Phil were also caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events and could only quickly contact their subordinates to inquire about the situation, unable to come up with an effective solution.

Neuer, who was maintaining order while listening to the speech, stood there dumbfounded.

She had served in the military for a long time and had never seen such a sight before.

Mien's report echoed in his calm mind, reminding him of the lingering threat of cultic calamity that had always lurked here...

However, the fact that Valgon was her own territory made her even more sweaty.

They could only frantically organize law enforcement officers to maintain order and prevent the crowds from gathering together.

She looked anxiously up at the platform, pleading for help, but saw Phil and Rachel looking just as lost and anxious.

They were already thinking to themselves: if this group continues to act recklessly, they'll have no choice but to take drastic measures to calm them down...

wrong.

What about Lucia?

The figure of the Holy Maiden of Light, who was standing there, has vanished!

Immediately afterwards, she heard screams that grew closer and closer.

In the distance, a white figure could be seen swiftly passing through the crowd.

Lucia gritted her teeth and jumped off the platform in the first instant, empowering herself with light energy.

Radiating a dazzling holy light, it ran swiftly towards the abandoned factory.

Her dazzling figure and unexpected movements attracted everyone's attention and calmed the rising tension.

The determination in their eyes gave people support.

Without any hesitation, they blended into the ordinary crowd.

As she ran, people spontaneously stopped their panic and began to make way for her in an orderly fashion.

A wide passage slowly unfolded before Lucia.

Her resolute and solemn appearance was seen by everyone up close...

Like driftwood on a wave, it briefly calmed the surging unease and fear.

Neuer snapped out of her daze and immediately seized the opportunity, ordering the surrounding law enforcement officers to disperse the crowd.

Lucia's figure passed in front of her. Neuer pondered for a moment, her gaze sharpened, and she ran after Lucia.

On the platform, Rachel and Phil calmed down. Lucia's actions gave them a way out, so they didn't have to use an iron fist to suppress them.

He immediately cast a spell, loudly ordering his subordinates gathered in the center to run and investigate, his voice echoing on both sides.

He ran towards the scene of the accident in front of everyone.

He also demonstrated his competence and ability in front of all the nobles and high-ranking officials.

Seeing Lucia rush off immediately, Mien wasn't in a hurry.

He would wait until Phil and Rachel made their move before he acted, always one step behind them.

He followed behind, guiding all the scholars scattered throughout the city-state through his communication ring.

…………

The scholars were already prepared when the magic circle activated, and took out several magic rings developed by Hein.

They rushed to the perimeter of the magic circle to fight the gangsters who were empowered by the energy of their self-sacrifice. They had briefly gained supernatural abilities, and some could even unleash esoteric magic.

On the other side, many people immediately ran into the streets and alleys of the community, using purification spells to try their best to cleanse the scattered sacrificial runes.

However, the immense energy was unstoppable, and one after another, energy was captured by the purple Contract Truth Energy, struggling in the purple light and rolling their eyes.

The scholars immediately placed a magic ring around them, suppressing the esoteric power that was attempting to sacrifice them; the magic ring hummed.

A purple beam of light pierced the sky above Valgon, and dark clouds gathered again, plunging the surroundings into darkness.

People affected by the magic hid, cried out, and struggled to survive in despair.

The man stood trembling at the doorway, wielding a hoe and a broadsword, while the woman, clutching her child, huddled in a corner, sobbing and chanting prayers…

In the chaotic apocalyptic wave, they saw it out of the corner of their eyes:

One scholar after another,

They kept emerging from nowhere, desperately fighting against the dark magic with spells.

Several booming sounds could be heard not far away.

They saw many gang members with purple eyes, resembling zombie demons, rushing towards them.

Immediately, groups of scholars rushed forward to meet the enemy with holy light spells.

Hold out until reinforcements arrive.

The sound of galloping hooves and the rushing of horses could be heard; reinforcements were on their way.

What they first saw was a small, pure white figure radiating holy light.

Alone, it charged forward relentlessly.