The holy white light faded, leaving a blinding void before the Court of Sin Punishment.
Nothing remained in that fan-shaped stretch of ground.
No bodies, no fragments of equipment, not even a trace of blood.
Over a hundred players afflicted by Jealousy Infestation had been utterly erased, along with their deformed limbs and stolen power.
It was as though they had never existed.
A massive gap had been torn through the army of jealousy.
The remaining players stopped their frenzied advance. They stared at the empty ground, then at the Holy Spirit hovering above it, whose posture had not changed at all. For the first time, fear overwhelmed the mad green gleam in their eyes.
"He... he killed them all in one hit?"
"What skill was that? Purification? With a range that big?"
"Our theft doesn't work on him! We can't hit him, either!"
Panic spread through the survivors like a plague.
The confidence they had gained with their new power was crushed by that single blow.
Against absolute Divinity Power, their tricks were a joke.
Atop the high wall, Adams and his defenders were just as stunned.
They swallowed hard as they watched Leon from behind. Awe was all they felt.
This was the power of a Holy Spirit!
This was the majesty of a god!
Compared with that power, Jackson and his followers were nothing but clowns.
Jackson, however, did not give in to fear.
He hovered in midair.
Jealousy.
Jealousy greater than anything he had ever known exploded in his heart.
Why?
Why did he get to possess such pure, overwhelming power?
Why did my Power of Theft fail against him?
"A Divine Unit... immune to mortal corruption..." Jackson murmured. He mulled over the cold system message he had received, his shock giving way to sickly fervor.