Chapter 566: Chapter 514 Battle of the Heavenly Enlightennt (6K)_4
The thousand-ter-tall Tree Man also seed to feel the oppression of this power, its roaring gradually weakened, and its massive body stopped trembling.
The “Crown” and the giant Tree Man were both Apocalypse Middle Rank powerhouses, and even with the Strengthening of the Crimson Barrier, the “Crown” could temporarily resist the other’s attacks.
The situation on the battlefield beca delicate once again.
After the fierce clashes between the many Heavenly Enlightennts, the aftermath on the battlefield was like a wild storm, sweeping over every inch of land.
The Seven Luminaries Monarchs, who had originally been bravely fighting on the battlefield, appeared tiny and fragile amidst this torrent of force; they were impacted by the rampaging energy and engulfed by the uncontrollable forces of the Elents, falling one by one like withered leaves.
Their bodies traced tragically beautiful arcs through the air before falling powerlessly to the ground, consud by raging Flas or torn to shreds by gravity.
Each of these Monarch powerful experts had once been outstanding figures in their respective Domains, but now were falling in quick succession.
At the sa ti, the Imperial City of the Seven Suns Empire, once a bustling and splendid tropolis, was undergoing destructive assaults by various terrifying powers.
The originally majestic and imposing structures beca disjointed and broken under the impact of energy, walls collapsing, roofs flying off, tiles and stones scattering everywhere.
Flas burned fiercely in so corners of the city, reducing everything to ashes, while frost spread elsewhere, freezing everything into cold statues, the anomalies of gravity causing so buildings to suddenly collapse, and the thunder of lightning periodically tearing the sky, rending the earth with terrifying cracks.
In the vortex of war, smoke and fire intertwined; the forces of both sides reached their limits, the offense and defense balancing delicately like the two ends of a scale, neither giving way.
“Even if it’s the last drop of our blood, do not retreat until His Majesty awakens!”
“The people of the Seven Suns will never back down!”
“Slay all those Lockean bastards!”
The eyes of the Seven Luminaries Monarchs held both resolution and fatigue; every inch of the battlefield was soaked with blood and sweat, the air filled with a suffocating tension and despair.
Just at the heated deadlock, it seed as if the sound of a distant and profound bell echoed between heaven and earth, piercing through the clamor of war to strike at the very depths of people’s hearts.
Everyone’s actions, whether they were charging or defending, involuntarily slowed down, even coming to a complete stop, as if the entire universe held its breath for a mont.
In that frozen instant, an old man appeared out of nowhere above the battlefield.
He was clad in a simple, yet radiant robe, his white hair shimring like silver, his face benevolent and dignified, attracting everyone’s gaze instantly with an indescribable majesty and sanctity.
Both sides of the battle looked up, hearts surging with unprecedented awe.
“It’s actually him!”
“Damn it, why? Soone from the Salvation Church is here too!”
“Are we finished…”
The hearts of the Seven Suns Empire People sank.
The True Gods Church did not stand with the people of Seven Suns, and even the Reforging Church, which had originally supported them, now refused to provide reinforcents.
And now, they had to confront the most powerful clergy in the world.
The thousand-year-old Pope of the Salvation Church!
An indescribable force surrounded the old man, a light of redemption that transcended war and hatred, touching the tenderest part of the heart.
“People of the Seven Sunds, surrender.”
The force was gentle yet firm, silently speaking of peace, forgiveness, and hope, warming the hate-filled and despairing hearts on the battlefield with long-absent comfort and tranquility.
Ti truly seed to freeze at that mont, the storm of war easing before the old man, leaving only peace and tranquility.
Suddenly, many Seven Luminaries Monarchs’ expressions beca increasingly vacant, and quite implausibly, they began to realize that true victory was not in slaughter, but in reconciling hearts.
Karl noticed this scene too.
That thousand-year-old Pope of the Salvation Church, the man who had issued a warrant for him and the Fischer family a hundred years ago… he finally laid eyes upon him.
And his power was indeed very strange.
“A type of charm aura… It seems to have no effect on those at the level of Heavenly Enlightennt, but for those who have not reached that state, it’s simply the most useful group battle ability.”
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