Poverty makes me capable of anything.

The [Weakness] debuff reduced the Divine Envoy's health bar by one-third and its energy bar by half.

Facing an opponent whose information is mostly cryptic, the only chance of victory is probably that he's not in good form.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous.

An Ran gripped the energy sword tightly, and the moment she sensed the abnormal fluctuations beside her, she immediately activated her shield and bounced it away into the distance.

However, the divine messenger's abilities still exceeded her expectations.

"Forced teleportation?"

Even though she was dodging into the distance, the scene suddenly shifted, and An Ran clearly saw the divine messenger right in her retreating path.

It wasn't a god who made the move; it was the Silver Moon Knight who did.

Those around were also stunned for a moment.

Such a huge mech teleported!

It looks like he's going to ram that incredibly arrogant divine messenger to death with his buttocks.

"How dare you get distracted at a time like this!"

One of the believers sneered and punched the dumbfounded pilot of the Papacy's mech.

With a loud rumble, a deep spiral appeared on the mech's chest, and the shattered mech flew into the overcast sky.

"How dare you get distracted at a time like this!"

Ok?

The believer's expression changed drastically.

She's a repeat student!

He turned around and saw Ella, who was repeating his words, leaning closer.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, he was sent flying.

Although he didn't die, he broke several ribs.

Even at level 105, Ella still doesn't seem to have awakened any special abilities.

However, their strength and superhuman resistance are despair-inducing.

"This is the real opponent!"

The remaining three believers surrounded them.

"We can't let anything happen to Ella!"

"Fight with all your might to take them down! We must bring Ella back safely!"

The old pope was sweating profusely with anxiety.

We absolutely cannot let anything happen.

Tan Lu prayed silently.

Normally, the Ether Soul only gives back its power, but at this time, please listen to its inner voice.

Ayla's existence allows the Mechanicus to develop better.

Tan Lu didn't foolishly rush out; she knew there was nothing she could do.

Fortunately, good news finally arrived.

"The civilians who are still alive on the ground have all been evacuated."

"That's wonderful!"

The burly man who had been in charge of frontline command slammed his hand on the table twice.

"Activate the Eye of the Storm on the church immediately!"

"Our last hope is to gradually push the lower-level mechs to the outer perimeter."

Although they pinned their hopes on An Ran being able to kill the divine messenger, the battle scenes outside were gradually shattering that idea; in the end, it was just wishful thinking.

Like navigating through mud, even the well-balanced cockpit shook violently after being attacked.

If An Ran hadn't stood "like a pine tree," she would have collapsed long ago.

"boom!"

The sword slashed out and landed on the divine messenger's head, but the Silver Moon Knight himself was teleported to the other side at the moment of the attack.

The weak attack was easily shattered by the divine messenger.

He didn't even glance at her before chasing after An Ran.

That's incredibly fast!

An Ran looked solemn.

Rather than saying they are too elusive, it's more accurate to say they appear and disappear too mysteriously.

He felt as if he had taken a potion that reversed his direction, having no idea where his next attack would be directed.

boom!

The mecha was slapped hard on the abdomen again, and the tremor under her feet made An Ran kneel on one knee.

She immediately released two short-range, high-energy shocks, which barely managed to force the divine messenger to another location.

But this can't go on forever.

An Ran was a little anxious.

Actually, it wasn't entirely hopeless; she realized this while she was being beaten.

This divine messenger handled physical attacks with ease, but struggled somewhat against energy projectiles.

His influence on space has its limits.

This indicates a lack of expertise in the relevant field.

The space covered by his domain is not like his fishpond, where he can take whatever he wants.

Then we'll have to call for help.

Just as the messenger approached.

A sudden burst of purple light erupted from the Silver Moon Knight's body.

The surging etheric power astonished everyone watching.

"Who is this? How can the power of ether be so strong?"

"We can't get in touch with her at all; she's very likely not from the Vatican."

"Does someone who isn't from the Papacy also possess the power of ether?"

"Could it be the bloodline of Pope Tindas that was lost abroad?"

His words stunned everyone.

Huh?

Stories of illegitimate children?

This is not the time for gossip.

The messenger's eyes were flashed, and the rapidly expanding shield slammed him into the ground with a force even more ferocious than the impact of the spaceship.

A cluster of buildings collapsed around the trajectory of the slide.

Then, a purple light enveloped a large circle of mechanical equipment.

Under Enron's ethereal domain, they were completely reduced to Enron's "lackeys".

"attack!"

An Ran shouted!

She was like a queen standing on a throne.

At the command, the attendants and warriors below the throne were in high spirits, shouting "Hurrah!" and then launched a reckless attack on the enemy directly in front of them.

I'm a mechanic!

The mechanic's greatest strength is not close combat, but rather the ability to unleash a torrent of attacks by manipulating endless mechanical equipment.

Therefore, those who operate the machinery find themselves losing control of it.

They were more orderly than the most well-trained soldiers.

Live ammunition, energy blasts, beams, cutting cannons, high-frequency vibrations...

It's unclear how many kinds of weapons rushed towards the spot where the divine messenger fell.

Even if we can't break through your defenses, we'll make sure you can't move in the mud!

Not only that.

The instant An Ran shouted "Attack!"

"The sky has opened!"

Yes, at least visually.

People underground, people in churches, people on high mountains, people gazing into the distance from airplanes.

Everyone saw that "the sky had opened up."

They raised their heads.

People from different places, people of different statuses, people of different ages.

They all raised their heads.

A dazzling light shone through the thick, dark clouds.

The clouds parted.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.