Black and white dominated the entire sky of Henricqal.
The huge city with a population of a million was like fragile porcelain under the confrontation of the two forces. It could be destroyed at any time if it was not careful.
Once the black hand landed, the entire Tower of Dusk would be destroyed, and Henricqal would no longer be able to hold the holy light defense line, and the black fog would invade.
Lin Sheng's body was burning with white holy light, and a flame-like radiance kept gushing out from his body.
At this point, what really limited him was not the quality of his Saint power, but the amount of Saint power he could mobilize.
He had thought that his body was strong enough to support the unlimited explosive conversion of Saint power.
But now, he felt that this level of output was too slow.
Little by little, Lin Sheng felt his power was being suppressed.
The gigantic black hand was like a mountain, forcefully pressing him towards the Tower of Dusk.
A minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Suddenly, the huge black hand paused for a moment.
Woo …
A whistle that seemed to come from a faraway place gradually grew louder and louder.
The black hand heard the sound as if it had received a signal. Slowly, it began to retreat.
Before Lin Sheng could recover, the black hand suddenly faded, and the body abruptly turned back into a cloud of mist, disappearing in all directions.
Like a castle on the beach, it collapsed and dissipated in an instant after being hit by the waves.
The huge black hand disappeared in the blink of an eye, like an illusion that had never appeared before.
Huff … huff … huff …
Lin Sheng gasped for air, the pale red glow of the Dark Wheel flowing on his skin.
He had mobilized almost all of his power, but if it were not for the whistle, he could imagine what would have happened to him.
The Tower of Dusk would be destroyed, he would be severely injured, and the whole of Henricqal would be destroyed.
As for what would happen to him after that, it was not hard to imagine.
"I must … I must find a way to resist the Black Tide as soon as possible!"
Initially, Lin Sheng had some confidence in his own strength. But at this moment, he finally understood what the top elites of the Blackfeather World were up against.
Thunderous cheers came from the crowd below. They were all celebrating the fact that Lin Sheng had managed to withstand the heavy weight of that huge black hand.
Only the clerics and Darksiders with keen eyes could tell how dangerous the situation just now was.
And this was Henricqal, the strongest stronghold of the Holy Sanctum.
If the other cities' defenses were also attacked by the same hand …
Lin Sheng touched the communicator on his ear. Unfortunately, the earbud communicator had been shattered in the previous confrontation.
Helpless, he flew straight back to the Tower of Dusk.
As soon as he returned to the tower, an urgent alarm sounded.
"Sir, the situation is bad!" Cainphas' voice came from the screen.
"What's going on?" Lin Sheng had just caught his breath when he heard the bad news.
"There was an explosion in the direction of the arcane realm's defensive city closest to us. I'm afraid it doesn't bode well, "Cainphas said in a low voice.
"Wasn't the communication cut off?" Lin Sheng asked in surprise.
"There's no need to look at the communicator …" Cainphas said in a low voice after a moment of silence. "Just look at the sky in the south and you'll know."
Lin Sheng quickly walked to the window in the south and looked into the distance.
There was a huge pillar of greyish-black smoke rising from the gray sky, accompanied by a large amount of dark red flames rolling within it.
Such a large column of smoke could be seen from so far away. One could only imagine the scale of the fire.
"…" Lin Sheng did not say anything.
He was silent for a while.
"I need to go back to Xylond. I hope the portal is still working. "
"I wish you all the best." Cainphas did not know what to say at this moment.
Everything happened too suddenly, and no one was mentally prepared.
They had just dealt with Faldt not long ago, and now they had encountered such a disaster.
Lin Sheng nodded slightly, and quickly shifted his main consciousness to the Thunderbeast of the Xylond Holy Sanctum.
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Xylond, the Holy Sanctum headquarters.
The Night Lord, Khadula, and the Steel Lord, along with a few other newly joined high-ranking members of the Holy Sanctum, gathered together with Lin Sheng's Thunderbeast clone. The atmosphere was solemn.
"Everyone, the disaster has broken out, and we have lost contact with the Holy Sanctum branches everywhere.
The only thing to be thankful for now is that the portal set up by the Holy Emperor is still working.
We can teleport directly to the Henricqal branch through the portal. That is the most powerful branch. We can get strong support from each other. "
Sitting in the main seat, Lin Sheng manipulated the Thunderbeast clone as his eyes swept across everyone present. "Night Lord, how is your progress with Saint Power?"
The Night Lord looked serious.
"Everything is going well. My Saint Power has been upgraded to the level of Two Wings. Although it has not reached the level of actual combat use, it is no problem to deal with the general purification needs. Also, the progress in dark energy is faster. It seems to be a better fit with me. "
He may be lazy, but he knew his priorities.
If he dropped the ball now, then he might not have the chance to slack off in the future.
But Two Wings … Was it not a little too weak?
"My progress is the fastest!" Khadula raised her hand. "My thousands of clones have been practicing Saint Power and dark energy together. Now, with a wave of my hand, I can almost reach the level of Four Wings!"
Even Khadula had reached the level of Oppressor-class … The corner of Lin Sheng's eye twitched as he looked at the calm Night Lord.
The Steel Lord sat in his seat, his face stiff and did not say a word until Lin Sheng's eyes fell on his head. He then slowly spoke.
"I have also reached the level of Four Wings, and the same progress in both dark energy and Saint Power."
The others reported their progress, but what Lin Sheng paid the most attention to were the few veteran commanders under his command.
"Henricqal has been attacked by the Dark Hand, and that Dark Hand is extremely powerful. If it attacks here, all of us here together will not be able to stop it."
Lin Sheng sat in the main seat and said in a deep voice.
"My real body will come and go from both sides at any time. Stay alert. I hope you will cooperate and give me the earliest warning. "
"Understood!"
"Night Lord."
"Yes!" The Night Lord replied.
"Your strength and acuity are the highest among all the people here, so inform me as soon as you find the slightest clue. The formation of the Dark Hand will take some time. I need you to give me the warning in time, "Lin Sheng said.
"I'll try …" The Night Lord, being of the Shadow Dragon King bloodline, had a better premonition than others when it came to powers of similar nature like the black mist.
This was something that Lin Sheng had already known before his main consciousness came here.
"Also, all the relatives and family of the Sanctum members should be teleported to Henricqal. The facilities there are more complete," Lin Sheng said again.
"Does that include your family?" Khadula asked.
"Of course." Lin Sheng looked up and looked in the direction of the Shermanton safe zone. "Now that a disaster is upon us, I hope everyone can work together to overcome it. Believe in the Sanctum, believe in the Holy Light, and me. "
"Eternal holiness."
"Eternal holiness!"
Everyone bowed their heads and said in unison.
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