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

In her exhausted daze, Lucia seemed to hear Grandma Marisa calling out.

He immediately turned his head and looked back, only to see a quiet street and people who were temporarily out of danger.

He turned back and continued on his way, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.

…………

They quickly arrived at the first magic circle: the crossroads next to the food factory.

In the already empty road, the sacrificial array was originally hidden in a small bungalow on the side.

After the magic circle erupted, the entire house was reduced to ashes by the immense energy.

Only the purple vortex of magic remained, brazenly converging and flowing at the crossroads.

The powerful pressure symbolizes the possession and control of the surrounding land, and it frantically plunders everything around it.

As the group arrived at the front, all the soldiers and knights swallowed hard upon seeing the surging power of the esoteric religion.

Phyllis met Lucia's gaze with concern, her eyes filled with barely suppressed worry.

Lucia responded with a smile, indicating that there was no need to worry about her.

She walked past all the soldiers, facing the immense energy head-on, carefully examining the flow of magic within.

The once arrogant group couldn't help but feel respect for her back view.

"It's not much different from the simulations done in Scholar Hein's laboratory."

Lucia's gaze sharpened after her careful examination.

Although the energy level is much higher than in the simulation exercise, I am still confident in handling it.

She turned and nodded to Phyllis, then reached out her hand towards the magic circle hovering in the air.

A thin ray of holy light magic was drawn out and flew over.

Phyllis and the students from the Academy immediately surrounded the area, using their trained spells to control the burst of the magic circle.

And be prepared to deal with any accidents that may occur during the disassembly process to ensure Lucia's safety.

Not only them, but also the soldiers and knights beside them held their breath and looked at the 'mammoth shaking the tree' in front of them.

The holy light flowed little by little into the energy vortex.

At the moment of contact, it wasn't the expected collision or engulfment.

Instead, the holy light quickly merged with the purple energy, transforming into the power of the esoteric religion, and then returned to connect with Lucia and the magic circle.

Lucia closed her eyes, her holy dress floated up, and her body slowly rose into the air.

The spiritual energy penetrated into the vast ocean of esoteric Buddhist energy.

Having experienced several major events, Lucia is now able to remain calm at any time.

She calmly untangled the complex magic, then dissected it bit by bit.

As time passed, those around were surprised to find that the magic circle, which had been erupting like a volcano, gradually quieted down.

The intense surge slowed, and then the energy rapidly diminished.

After completing the initial important disassembly, it collapsed rapidly.

It seemed that even the Imperial Army next to them could be dealt with on their own, but they still quietly watched Lucia operate.

After a long while, the magic circle gradually dissipated under Lucia's efforts, eventually disappearing without a trace.

Lucia descended slowly, and Phyllis leaped up, catching Lucia in mid-air before landing on the ground.

Then he used magic to carefully examine her body.

"It's alright, Ms. Phyllis." Lucia shook her head.

Despite the significant effort involved in the numerous simulation training sessions at the Academy, the problems were resolved systematically.

I even felt much more relaxed, both physically and mentally.

Phyllis breathed a sigh of relief.

The communication crystal of the Academy of Scholars successively transmitted messages from the other three magic arrays:

Because their esoteric spiritual energy resonance was indeed insufficient, even the most skilled cook cannot make a meal without ingredients. Despite their extensive knowledge, they could only barely lock a few magic arrays with magic power and could not dismantle them in one step.

Lucia's eyes brightened as she responded to Phyllis's hesitant words and worried expression:

"It doesn't look complicated; I'm confident I can break it all down!"

Phyllis nodded gently and led her to another magic circle.

At this moment, the soldiers and knights who had surrounded them all lowered their heads secretly, no longer exuding an arrogant aura.

Instead, he stood respectfully by Lucia's side, guiding everyone in the Academy.

…………

Almost simultaneously, everyone at the abandoned factory noticed the change before their eyes.

With the loss of power supply to one magic array, the energy of the core magic array also decreased momentarily.

The explosive magical power emanating from the holy child before them subsided somewhat.

The lifeless child remained expressionless, but Theodore and Miles, hiding deep within the factory, were nearly driven mad with worry.

"What's wrong with the magic circle you're guarding?!" Theodore couldn't help but complain.

Miles yelled, "Who are you going to guard them?! Who can guard them?!"

He was filled with grief, thinking that his good brother Paul must have already sacrificed himself for the gang in the fight, leaving him to live on alone in this world.

Theodore suppressed his panic:

"Now is not the time to talk about these things."

As the magic circle fluctuated, their bodies trembled as well.

Theodore's eyes sharpened! He shouted firmly at Miles:

"Miles, use the Mother Goddess Pact on them!"

Miles was not roused by Theodore's shouts at all; instead, he revealed a contemptuous and sinister look in his eyes.

"What Mother Goddess Contract?"

Theodore was taken aback: "Why are you pretending to be confused?"

"Of course, it's the primordial mother goddess covenant that only the two of us know about."

contract:

We offer our flesh and blood to the Mother Goddess in exchange for the direct arrival of her energy. The primordial power takes over our bodies to fight against them.

This power is stronger than that bestowed upon the Holy Child, but the price is also greater.

After the ritual, unable to restore their shattered bodies, they become part of the Mother Goddess's will, but may return to the human world by possessing someone else's body.

"It's us, or me?" Theodore smiled knowingly, but his smile betrayed a murderous intent.

"What do you mean?" Theodore asked in astonishment.

Miles' eyes flashed with malice: "Boll has already told me that you're planning to sacrifice me as well."

"Bohr?!" Theodore exclaimed in shock.

How did Paul survive? And why would he say these things to Miles?!

Most importantly, how could he possibly know about a plan he hadn't told anyone?

You have a really good eye for people.

…………

Rachel and Phil's tense expressions gradually calmed down.

It seems that as long as the other magic arrays are successfully dismantled, defeating the holy child in front of us will not be a problem, and we may not even need to dismantle them all.

To be on the safe side, they leisurely waited for the core magic array to gradually decay.

"Chief Mien," Phil asked with a smile.

"Why did you send Saintess Lucia to dismantle the magic array? How does she have that ability?"

Rachel naturally received the information relayed from the scene.

"Oh." Mien looked puzzled for a moment before realizing what they meant by their question:

"I was in too much of a rush just now and forgot to tell you both that Lucia is now affiliated with the Academy of Scholars."

The two looked relieved. After resolving the immediate problem, this was no big deal; they were simply asking the questions that had been bothering them.

"As for why she has this ability,"

Mien continued to explain:

"You two should also know where she comes from. She survived the esoteric activities in Iron Can Street, and the esoteric sect there is this Covenant Truth Cult."

Rachel and Phil then realized that they knew Lucia's origins.

"She not only suffered the aftermath of the esoteric sacrifice, but also directly under the Fountain of Faith of the Vatican. If I hadn't rescued her in time, she would have lost her life."

It was precisely because of this that, after surviving, her body and soul became familiar with and resistant to this energy, and after subsequent training in the energy of light, her mental resistance was strengthened.

Therefore, I specifically had her learn about the application of related energy, precisely to prevent such accidents from occurring.

Phil and Rachel quickly accepted this explanation, which was well-reasoned, convincing, and supported by evidence.

The surging purple energy before my eyes suddenly trembled again and weakened considerably.

With Theodore and Miles anxious, the Holy Child takes the initiative.

However, everyone quickly retreated outside the magic circle.

The child was like a dog on a leash, unable to take a single step. Even after probing out a little, he was suddenly struck back and retreated.

People relaxed more and waited quietly for the last few outer magic arrays to be broken.

…………

"Miles!!" Theodore shouted from deep within the factory.

"What exactly do you mean? How could someone like Pol say such a thing to you? It must be someone impersonating me! I have absolutely no such intention!"

Miles sneered and did not answer.

"What exactly do you want?! If this continues, we're all doomed!"

Do you still want to cooperate?!

How do I know I won't be the first to die?

Miles finally revealed his intentions: he didn't intend to sabotage the cooperation, but simply wanted to ensure his own safety first.

Theodore calmed down and understood what Miles meant.

"Don't worry, you'll chant the ritual incantation and sign the contract. How can I possibly frame you then?"

Miles' concerns eased, and he considered the matter.

"It's too late!" Theodore shouted, and another loud bang rang in his ears. The last magic circle was about to be dismantled.

"Alright!" Miles made up his mind: "I'll sing it, and we'll sign the contract now."

The two men cut their own bodies, spraying their blood onto the ritual altar that had been set up beforehand. Miles slowly recited:

"Using the mortal body as ink, and truth as the contract... your heartbeat returns to order..."

This soul belongs to the contract. His flesh and blood are used as fuel... in exchange for...

Theodore listened silently, while secretly taking out a black bone quill pen from his person.

It is a sacred relic of the Mother Goddess of Truth, a contract once given to her by a mysterious woman.

After Miles finished chanting, the ritual proceeded smoothly, and a massive amount of energy suddenly gathered and poured into their bodies.

Miles' body was burst apart without any resistance, his flesh and blood dissipated, and he was transformed into an energy humanoid spirit under the enormous energy.

Miles's spirit, now a soul, watched in agony as his body tore apart.

But to his shock, Theodore's body did not explode, even though Theodore's spirit had also transformed into a spirit and left his body.

Then it moved towards its body, which had transformed into an energy form.

He immediately realized he had been deceived, but the next moment his soul began to dissipate, and he watched helplessly as Theodore preserved his physical body and entered the body he had sacrificed.

He died in an instant.