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Buzz!
From the Saintess's wounds, golden blood flowed.
As she was pierced by the Great Demon guards, Freya's human shell was like a punctured balloon. The light inside her could no longer be concealed and began to flicker.
The light was not unfamiliar.
It was unique to the Hero's relics.
But this ti, the relic was different from all the others before.
It had no physical form.
It was more like a kind of... will.
A will called "Sweep".
At an extrely fast speed, phantom light wings grew out of Freya's back, and along with them, the Saintess herself also beca transparent, as if her flesh and blood had been sublimated into a spiritual body.
Just like this, Freya directly pierced through the Demon Tower and arrived at the top floor. She overlooked the entire human-occupied area below that had been taken over by the demon race and uttered a final soft murmur.
"May the Hero's will illuminate the path forward, may human glory be immortal..."
By the ti the demon apostles who rushed over also reached the top of the tower, it was all too late.
Freya's body shattered into pieces at the top of the tower, forming a dazzling light that enveloped the Demon Tower, causing the entire Demon Tower to flicker with a similar radiance at this mont.
At the sa ti, due to the Demon Tower's anomaly, the thousands and thousands of humans on the ground who looked up and witnessed that glorious light from the Demon Tower also underwent changes in their bodies.
Holy light gushed from within them.
So did blood.
Regardless of the color of their pupils, whether black, brown, erald green, or any other color, at this mont, they were all dyed the sa brilliant gold as Freya's earlier.
Imdiately after, their bodies exploded, just like Freya's before.
But this was not destruction.
It was more like a kind of rebirth.
Or a process of "transformation".
After the flesh and blood body perished, these humans' bodies quickly reorganized under the radiance, turning into seemingly illusory spiritual bodies.
A pair of sacred wings broke out of their cocoons from behind their backs.
This scene did not happen to just one person.
But to a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million humans.
Even those who did not witness the radiance from the Demon Tower at the first mont seed to be infected as the other humans around them mutated, imdiately undergoing a similar transformation.
The original humans disappeared.
In their place, in the cities, on the streets, in the villages, were one after another flapping-winged, soaring... spiritual soldiers.
They had no faces.
Each one was a faceless person.
They seed to have lost human consciousness as well.
Or rather, they only followed one consciousness.
That was the consciousness of the Hero from a thousand years ago.
Slaughter the demon race.
It was a "sweep" of those "demon race levels" over and over again.
So demon race soldiers on the ground, after reacting, imdiately wanted to kill these mutated faceless spiritual people.
But this ti, their undefeated battle experienced failure for the first ti.
This group of faceless people seed to know their every move like the back of their hand.
Whether it was Sword Demon soldiers, Great Demons, Sorcery Demons, Shadow Demons, or others, the faceless spiritual people could easily deal with them all, countering every move, as if they had fought these demons too many tis before.
The demon race suffered large-scale casualties for the first ti.
This group of faceless spiritual people not only completely crushed the demon race in combat techniques but also had... holy swords that were extrely lethal to the demon race under the illumination of radiance.
Those were not real holy swords.
But they had power similar to holy swords, the special power to slay demons.
Each of them was like a low-spec version of the Hero.
Even a low-spec Hero, with the Hero's power contained within each strike, could still deal massive damage to the demon race.
The sharp blade, coupled with the veteran combat techniques that were as flawless as a machine, made even the strongest forces among the demon race, the Great Demons, retreat again and again under the onslaught of the faceless spiritual people.
Of course, not all humans were transford into faceless spiritual people.
There were exceptions.
Those were the humans who voluntarily drank the insect egg removal potion provided by the demon race.
Like Anissa.
Her parents, like the vast majority of ordinary humans, still wanted to wait and see, but Anissa, who believed that the demon race had brought a good life, secretly took the potion at school herself.
Therefore, even now, even if Anissa was exposed to that kind of light, she was still fine.
But...
"Dad? Mom?"
Anissa stared blankly at the two faceless spiritual people inside the house who had already completed the transformation.
Obviously, there was no longer a trace of her original parents in these completely identical spiritual warriors.
Anissa didn't understand at all.
Just a mont ago, her parents were still sitting at the dining table with her, the family enthusiastically discussing various plans for the future. Dad was determined to start a new business, and Mom was also preparing to try learning magic at Dad's persuasion.
Anissa thought that just as everything was about to get better, a piercing light shone in from outside. When the little girl ca back to her senses, her parents, her family, had disappeared.
Before the confused Anissa could react, the two faceless spiritual people in the house, transford from her parents, suddenly burst out as if sensing sothing.
They flapped the light wings behind their backs and directly broke through the window, the shattered glass shards like blades, cutting several gashes on Anissa who wanted to chase after them.
Anissa didn't care about the pain and anxiously wanted to chase out, but when she reached the window, she found that the streets outside had already turned into a battlefield.
Countless faceless spiritual people, just like her parents, rushed into the streets and fought in a tangled ss with the demon race soldiers.
Because all the faceless people looked the sa.
Anissa couldn't even tell which ones were her parents.
The intense fluctuations from the battle between the two sides were not sothing a small residential building could withstand.
The light blade swung out from the faceless spiritual person's holy sword struck a Great Demon's body, directly sending the Great Demon flying, its body crashing into the building where Anissa was.
The fragile bricks and tiles imdiately crumbled. Anissa had no ti to react at all. Just as she was about to be buried by the collapsing rubble, that Great Demon who had been sent flying and was now lying on the verge of death beside the building seed to recognize this little girl. He actually used the last bit of his strength to hold up the collapsing building with his hand.
It also temporarily spared all the remaining innocent humans inside the building from the horrified screams of the collapse.
Anissa also recognized this Great Demon soldier. He was the one she would specifically pass by every ti she went ho from school, the one who made sure there were no more thugs on the road, no more bullies, the one who made everyone very civilized, that guardian deity.
But this ti...
Splat! The two faceless spiritual people who chased from behind rcilessly pierced the Great Demon's heart with the light swords in their hands.
The Great Demon could no longer support and completely collapsed.
And along with it, losing the Great Demon's support, the entire residential building, Anissa watched herself being devoured and buried by stones and rubble, completely collapsing with a "rumble".
With her legs crushed, her sternum caved in by bricks and tiles, the little girl on the verge of death, with her last glance through the cracks between the stones, saw those two faceless spiritual people.
But they didn't care about anything at all, only flapping their wings and flying towards the next demon target imdiately after killing this Great Demon.
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