Laeticia, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly felt a gust of wind appear in front of her. She looked up and saw an angel floating in front of her. It was also incomparably holy, incomparably majestic, and the armor on its body was especially dazzling.
The angel looked down at her, his eyes covered by a white cloth staring at the beautiful human girl. He asked, "Are you the last devout believer?"
"Yes, my name is Laeticia." Laeticia answered. She did not maintain her kneeling posture, but slowly stood up and looked at the angel that she should not have looked at directly.
She was wearing white armor that had been polished until it shone. She did not have her usual ponytail tied up. Instead, she let her golden hair flow in the wind. Her body was straight, and she looked valiant. Although the angel was flying higher than her, he seemed to be parallel to her.
The angel didn't mind her rudeness. Instead, he raised the sword in his hand and continued, "Beloved, I have come to grant my Lord's forgiveness. Relax and welcome the final redemption!"
"No," Laeticia said softly and shook her head. "I refuse."
The angel was stunned. He carefully looked at Laeticia and said in a doubtful tone, "Do you know what this means? You will lose the final redemption because of this. "
Laeticia gently held the scripture necklace in front of her chest. Her expression gradually became determined. She said in a calm and steady tone, "I have been influenced by the scripture since I was young and believed in the Lord. Until today, I have always believed in him … But this is what you have conveyed to me … It is not what the Lord wants to tell me."
"We have descended to the world to spread light on the Lord's behalf and convey the Lord's will," the angel retorted.
"Yes, you spread light, accept worship, guide humans, and give punishment and redemption." Laeticia said. Her originally gentle tone suddenly changed, and her voice rose a few octaves. "But you have never shown mercy to humans!
You even covered your eyes because you could not bear to look at the suffering of the world! "
Could not bear to look at suffering, but refused to help. Was this not a kind of dignified indifference?
The angel was a little embarrassed by Laeticia's words. After a moment of silence, he said in a slightly angry voice, "Enough! You are just a mortal! Don't try to guess my master's intentions! "
"Then did you really see what the Lord wanted to convey?" As Laeticia spoke, she looked up at the huge wings of light in the sky. At this time, it was gradually fading. It should completely dissipate soon, right? And that gentle light that could even soothe the pain in one's heart would also disappear, right?
Laeticia tightened her grip on the scripture and said to the angel, "I won't accept your redemption because I have something I must protect. I have something I've been pursuing all my life. I have … something that I truly believe in!"
After saying that, she tore off the Scripture Necklace with all her might and threw this thing that she had been wearing since birth.
When the last bead of the necklace left Laeticia's fingers, the whole necklace suddenly turned into a burning black flame that wrapped around her silver gauntlet and quickly engulfed her entire body. The white armor that represented holiness was dyed incomparably deep black, and the fluttering war flag in her hand was also dyed with a touch of black.
The flame swept across her face until all her dazzling golden hair turned into a deathly white. Laeticia slowly opened her eyes. Her originally light blue pupils had completely turned into a dazzling gold, even more dazzling than the divine light in the sky.
The expression on her face was no longer as gentle and tranquil as usual. It was replaced by an aggressive and arrogant expression. Her whole person seemed to be completely liberated as she let out a series of ear-piercing laughter. "Hahahahaha!"
The angel looked at the scene in front of him with a little surprise. He had never imagined such a depravity. It did not make him feel that it was so evil or unforgivable. Instead, it made him feel very natural.
However, the power fluctuations emanating from her body made the angel not let down his guard at all. He vaguely felt that this might be a mortal who could rival him …
However, the angel did not lack courage. He immediately shouted and swung his long sword, diving toward Laeticia. At the top of his voice, he shouted, "Those who refuse our redemption will be punished!"
"Your path ends here!" The black Laeticia replied very contemptuously. There was even a disdainful expression on her face that was usually not seen. She casually raised the war flag in her hand and easily blocked the sword that the angel slashed at her with all his might.
The huge force after the collision sent the angel flying backward, and it also made Laeticia take a few steps back.
"Such power! So this is the power that I've always had affinity with since I was born? Ah! How powerful! How exhilarating! "A satisfied blush appeared on Laeticia's face, and she fell into a state of narcissism.
Perhaps many people had forgotten that Laeticia was the second most suitable person after Little Mia. She was born with an affinity with the Void, and she was Baiyi's second source of power. He did not collect her because she was beautiful, had a good figure, and liked to wear black stockings …
The angel, who was obviously at a disadvantage in their first confrontation, knew very well the gap between them. He also knew that it was difficult to compete with the overflowing forbidden power of the other party with his own strength, so he planned to escape. After all, he still had to be responsible for commanding the believers in battle, so he could not lose here!
After all, he was not an archangel, so his power was much weaker.
However, the black Laeticia easily saw through his intentions. Just as he turned around and was about to quickly fly away, she suddenly shouted, "Gather all evil here! Roar! My wrath! "
As soon as she finished speaking, she waved the war flag forcefully. The white flag immediately turned into a raging black flame that surged towards the angel.
In the end, the angel's flying speed was still slower than the black flames. Very soon, he was completely surrounded. Before he could let out a cry of despair, the black flames turned into black spears that pierced through the angel, turning him into a seal that was pierced by countless spears.
"Hmph! What a boring battle!" The black Laeticia coldly withdrew the war flag and turned to look at Nydore, who was running towards her. She frowned in annoyance.
"What's wrong, Laeticia? Why did you suddenly turn black? " Nydore asked with concern. She was the first to notice the battle, and while the believers were being pushed back by the giant wings of light, she rushed over to check on Laeticia. She was surprised to see a side of Laeticia that she had never seen before. Did she hate her?
"Pfft!" Black Laeticia turned her head away, wrinkled her nose, and shoved Nydore impatiently, forcing her against the wall. Then, she gave Nydore a good wallop.
"Huh?! What's wrong with you, Laeticia?! "Nydore panicked." Do you hate me?! "
"Remember, my name is Jeanne!" The black Laeticia moved her face closer to Nydore's. Only when their noses were almost touching did Laeticia stop. Then, she put on a playful expression and said, "Do you remember? You country bumpkin! "
"Ugh!" Nydore almost burst into tears. She had been the first one to visit Jeanne, but now she was being bullied. She sniffled, and tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Pfft! What are you crying for, you useless woman?! The war isn't over yet, is it? " The black Laeticia said, wiping away Nydore's tears. Then, she said impatiently, "What are you waiting for? Take me to the wall! I'm not in the mood for this! "
"Oh, right, we still have to fight …" Nydore wiped away her tears again. Out of habit, she took Laeticia's hand and prepared to go to the battlefield with her. But then, she realized that it was inappropriate. This black woman was not Laeticia, was she? Was it appropriate for her to be so intimate with Laeticia?
Just as she was about to let go, Laeticia grabbed her hand and urged, "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Suddenly, Nydore understood something. She nodded and said, "Yes!"
"What do you think my student's face will be like when he comes back?" The Archmage, who had been observing the situation, asked. "We didn't do anything to stop him, after all …"
"He'll probably be angry. But I don't think so. It all depends on his taste, "the Soul Armature Practitioner said hesitantly.
"Emmmm …" The Archmage pondered for a moment, then asked a question that seemed to have nothing to do with the current situation. "Do you remember when he was playing that rubbish game? Between Joan of Arc and Joan of Arc Alter, which one did he like more?"
The Soul Armature Practitioner rubbed his chin and searched his memory. Then, he shook his head and said, "I don't know … Both of them had maxed out their skills to Level 100, so it's hard to tell …"
"Tsk, he doesn't look like my student at all! I don't have a student like him!" The Archmage said unhappily, as if he had been provoked by the Soul Armature Practitioner's words.
On the other hand, although the Martial Artist was curious about the black Laeticia who had suddenly leaped onto the wall, he did not rush to ask her about it. Instead, he made a rational decision. "Go and take over that side of the wall!"
"Hmph! Don't underestimate me! Leave this section of the wall to me! You old hag, go and watch from the side!" Laeticia said disdainfully. With a wave of her hand, she unleashed a wave of black flames that burned a large wave of enemies into ashes.
The Black Void Flames, which were similar to Baiyi's, were not something that a shelter could withstand.
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