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Ethan and Anya started shooting.

The two of them fired continuously into the cabin from left and right.

Their guns had special features, loaded today with a full hundred and fifty dark bullets, so there was no need to reload.

For a while, the air was filled only with the piercing screams of bullets penetrating the curtain of rain.

And the rain was becoming heavier.

Oddly, despite the barrage of bullets pouring into the cabin, not a single sound was heard from within.

It was as if sand had fallen into quicksand, not even causing a ripple.

The only constant was the man’s steady stride as he walked out.

He did not stop.

Casar.

It wasn’t until Casar ca face to face with Ethan that he realized where the bullets had gone.

All those bullets had lted.

The mont they approached Casar, they turned directly into smoke and dust.

Casar was like a blazing sun, anything near him evaporated.

Including the rain from above.

All the rain evaporated beside him, as if it hadn’t rained at all tonight.

"There are two things in this world that I cannot tolerate: one, blaspheming the great god, and two, disturbing my sleep."

Casar’s sinister face was filled with anger.

"In recent years, my sleep has worsened. You have disturbed my rest, truly deserving of death."

His response was another round of gunfire.

But it was useless.

The bullets and rain disappeared together.

Casar raised his right hand high, as if a deity, starting to unleash his punishnt:

"Great Lord, please gaze upon this sinful land, upon these faithless sinners; they have no reverence, no rcy, no kindness, no faith. They deserve to be cast into eternal purgatory, to be purified in infinite light and heat. I ask in your na, sentence them... to eternal damnation!"

With each word, the surrounding air grew hotter.

And as the last word fell, extre light and heat burst from his palm.

True Nar of the Sun Sixth: Scorching Sun Adjudicator.

Sun Fla Purgatory!

The light instantly engulfed the rain and darkness.

It was as if daylight had returned.

And at this mont, Ethan’s countdown in his heart also ended.

This was the mont he had been waiting for.

Enduring the burning and pain on his skin, as well as the impact on his soul, Ethan unfolded the drawing paper.

The paper from Pupol.

On the drawing paper, he used his bitten finger to write the final stroke.

Pupol.

The next mont.

Pupol descended.

In the following instant, darkness once again shrouded the region.

And it all started with that long-distance call two days ago.

"Mr. Pupol, I believe I need your help."

"Ethan, what’s the matter this ti, do you have a new work?"

"I need to kill soone."

"This doesn’t seem like sothing two painters should discuss."

"You once gave a gift."

"Okay, tell ."

"The target is at least a sixth-level True Nar of the Sun."

"I’m afraid my gift won’t help you with that."

"I only need an absolute darkness, even if it’s just for a minute."

"One minute, absolute darkness, alright, in honor of your talent."

This was Ethan’s foreshadowing.

Absolute darkness made the intense sunlight instantly retract.

Even the burning sensation and ntal impact on Ethan and the others were infinitely reduced.

Then, without any hesitation, Ethan lunged towards Casar.

Despite the absolute darkness all around, Casar was like a sun.

Even in this environnt, he still emitted a faint light and heat.

He was still puzzled by the sudden darkness around, trying to break it.

Ethan was already upon his face.

"Ignorant mortal."

His eyes radiated blinding light, his body heated, attempting to burn this moth to ashes.

Yet Pupol’s power played a significant role.

Promised a minute, exactly a minute it was.

Within this minute, the darkness was boundless, the power of the sun was suppressed to the extre.

Ethan seized Casar’s body, shouting at him: "Look into my eyes!"

Casar had no idea what Ethan’s intent was, not understanding how this ant dared to confront him.

To confront a sun?

Upon hearing this, he sneered even more, wanting to look directly at the sun?

Well, as you wish!

He looked directly at Ethan.

And then...

His belief collapsed.

For he saw... sothing beyond belief.

What was that?!

Why in this ant-like mortal’s eyes was there divinity?

That surely wasn’t Ethan’s divinity, it ca from the rainbow crown.

At that mont, what Casar saw directly was the remnant part of the King of the Beihai hidden in Ethan’s ’True God’s Na’.

"True Nar of the Sun Sixth: Scorching Sun Adjudicator

Weakness: At this stage, ordinary darkness is already hard to affect them; their faith in the sun has penetrated deep into their hearts, unless it’s absolute darkness that can temporarily suppress their power. anwhile, faith itself is their ultimate weakness.

They can now control light by absorbing people’s faith in the sun; faith makes them strong, but once it becos tainted, it’s the beginning of collapse."

And coincidentally, Ethan did have an item capable of shattering another’s devout faith.

The crown of the King of the Beihai.

It was sothing that could make even a Saint like Saint Kuanti change faith.

Not to ntion a re Black-robed Bishop.

Upon close contact, the extre heat from Casar’s body and the light from his eyes caused half of Ethan’s body to heat, burn, and even char.

But as Casar witnessed the crown.

Seeing the emblem of faith of the King of the Beihai, who once possessed oceanic power, his faith was shaken, and then it collapsed.

"Aaaahhhh!"

He let out a painful scream.

Thin light pierced through his body.

His pores and flesh were being torn apart bit by bit.

Ultimately, his features, from every orifice and hole, burst with intense light.

Ethan released him.

The surrounding darkness also vanished at this precise mont.

Casar was done for; his entire being was being torn apart by the light.

From head to toe, every part of him erupted with intense light.

In the final instant.

The intense light tore through his entire body like a blazing sun, exploding.

The light swallowed everything.

Not just the ship, but within a hundred ters around the ship, everything was engulfed by this light.

It was like a bright daylight firework.

Such intense light, so bright that even Wenster, afar on the horizon, could see it clearly.

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