Almost at the same time, all the commanders and avatars of Lin Sheng in Shermanton turned into beams of pure white light.
At the same time, they turned into streams of pure white light and shot into the sky, converging toward Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng looked up at the approaching black hand. With a backhand grab, a huge blade of holy light materialized in his hand.
"Vanish in pain and despair."
* Bam!! *
A bright light burst out from beneath him as the holy white light propelled him into the sky and toward the nine-fingered black hand.
The white light and the black hand collided in the sky.
The cyclops had no concept of pain, but it seemed to feel that it had encountered a powerful enemy. Its other hand reached out to grab the white light.
* Swoosh! *
But it was too late.
When the first beam of white light pierced the back of its hand, everything was decided.
The white light was like silk threads, winding up the arms of Annihilatus and binding its entire upper body in the blink of an eye.
* Roar!! *
The cyclops roared again.
But in return, more white silk threads covered its body.
In a blink of an eye, its entire body was wrapped in a large number of white holy light threads. All the silk threads began to tighten and tighten.
"Become my voice and become one with me …"
Lin Sheng stood on the altar and looked up at the cyclops. His face was covered by the visor, but those bright and calm black eyes were like an oil painting, forever imprinted in the minds of everyone present.
* Swoosh!! *
In an instant, the colossal cyclops shrunk into a huge ball, and then became smaller and smaller.
The ball quickly shrunk to the size of an eyeball and slowly descended, floating in front of Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng grabbed it and gently pressed it on his left shoulder armor.
The ball silently fused into the armor and became a little embellishment.
Everything was quiet again.
Without Annihilatus to lead the way, the purification field of the Sanctum came into play again, spreading to all parts of the city and slowly squeezing out all the black water.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed again, and the sky returned to its original blue color.
Golden sunlight shone down, piercing through the clouds like the new hope after the apocalypse.
"The Fairy Queen is dead … the Centaur Lord is missing …" Khadula whispered.
"I know."
Lin Sheng looked up at the pure sky.
Too many people had died in this battle. If this was the price of fighting against the Blacktide, then he could understand how Ancellia felt back in Blackfeather City.
At that time, she was called the Light of Hope.
Perhaps she also bore the same mission and role as he did now. Then, at that time, did she feel the same way as he did now?
He recalled the scene of Ancellia searching for redemption for her homeland from world to world.
Lin Sheng did not want to fall into the same situation as her.
Turning around, he met his parents' and Lin Xiao's stunned gazes. Then, he looked at the people who had survived the disaster.
Their gazes contained too much pleading and hope.
"There's one more thing that I need help with. I'll leave the rest to you."
Most of the people present were the upper echelons of Temple and their families. They would take care of the aftermath.
"Please wait! We … "An ultimate Six-winger stepped forward and wanted to say something.
But it was too late.
Lin Sheng's figure had already turned into countless white particles and dissipated.
For a moment, the crowd fell into a dead silence. No one said a word.
Hanyu clenched his fists. He did not even feel his nails digging into his palms.
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
"I'm rich! I'm f * cking rich! "
"Hahahaha!" The Night Matriarch's brother was the Holy Emperor! God really knows how to joke! "Hahahaha!"
Laughing wildly in his heart, Hanyu felt as if he had suddenly won a lottery of hundreds of millions. He was suddenly rich, and his life was at its peak. This kind of ecstasy almost made him laugh out loud.
Nisse, on the other hand, was much more shy. She held his wrist tightly, fearing that he would laugh out loud. He really laughed out loud.
Many of the people present had lost a lot of their loved ones. If Hanyu really laughed at this time, he might be beaten up.
He might even be beaten to death.
Lin Xiao stared blankly at the spot where her brother disappeared. She did not even notice Khadula coming to hold her hand.
When she came back to her senses, what she saw was Khadula's innocent and beautiful face.
"I will take care of you for my brother."
Lin Zhounian and Gu Wanqiu felt like they were in a dream. They were dragged by Khadula's doppelganger to the inner sanctum where Lin Sheng usually rested.
"Ha … Haha! Hahaha! "
In the corner, three men who looked a little disheveled were gasping for air.
"Fortunately, he did not see me!" The man with the rainbow-colored pupils paled. His heart trembled as he recalled the power and might he had just sensed.
"Sir … Sir … What do we do now?" One of his men asked with a sad face.
"What do we do?" The man slapped his man on the head. "Of course we find a way to escape!"
"But … But isn't our mission … to destroy the Temple?" Another man could not help but whisper.
"Idiot! Is the mission more important than your life?! "The man was even angrier. He slapped another man on the face.
"As a priest of the Dark Pantheon! When faced with a strong enemy, instead of finding a place to hide, you still want to rush to your death? That is not bravery, that is stupidity! "
The man adjusted his collar.
"The human realm is too dangerous. I'd better go back to the Underworld and retire …"
The three of them quietly disappeared into the crowd. No one noticed that the huge clash of force fields had caused too many messy energy fluctuations.
The chaotic force field had covered up too many things.
"Let's go back …" The man with the colorful pupils looked back at the Temple for the last time. Suddenly, an uncomfortable feeling arose in his heart.
"Strange, why do I feel a little reluctant to leave this place?"
It felt like this was his home. Warm, safe, and comfortable. In contrast, the Dark Pantheon he was going back to seemed cold, gray, uncomfortable, and full of negative feelings.
"That's great …" He couldn't help but sigh. "Believing in the holy light is really a blessing …"
As soon as he said that, he was shocked.
"No! As a priest of the Dark Pantheon and the Underworld, why would I suddenly have this feeling!! "
He was an old antique who had lived for thousands of years and had experienced hundreds of battles. He immediately realized that something was wrong with him.
He quickly checked his body with the underworld power and soon found the source of his abnormality.
Unbeknownst to him, a white scar had appeared on the left side of his neck.
The mark was like a birthmark, firmly embedded on his neck.
"This is …!!?" The man was shocked. Only then did he realize that it was not that Lin Sheng did not notice him, but that he had secretly done something.
Not only him, but the other two men were also looking in the direction of the prayer altar, their eyes filled with admiration.
Like a wanderer who had left for a long time, wanting to return to his hometown …
Seeing this, the man felt a chill and fear in his heart. It was like a flood that almost drowned his mind.
"No! I have to leave immediately! Immediately!! "He staggered and flew out of the city.
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