A fierce gust swept over them, and Da Vinci detected an intense magical energy signature within it.
At that moment, the gigantic spear of light had already reached five hundred meters above the holy city. Even so, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others still could not make out its full form.
As the spear of light bore down, the Exotic Space that had originally enveloped the holy city swiftly developed even more cracks.
Suddenly, a golden flash distinct from the light of divine punishment blazed violently from within the Exotic Space inside the holy city.
Before Fujimaru Ritsuka could recover from the brief blindness.
A gale far more powerful than the previous gust instantly swept through the holy city and everything around it.
"What happened?!"
Feeling the gale sting his skin, the boy could only helplessly ask the companions beside him about the situation, his vision not yet restored.
"..."
Yet his words received no response.
No one knew what the people beside him had seen, but they had all fallen silent.
If Fujimaru Ritsuka had not still been able to hear their breathing, he would have thought his companions had vanished into thin air the instant he was blinded.
But it was strange that they were not responding.
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
A few seconds later, once his vision had somewhat recovered, the boy did not bother looking at the holy city first. Instead, he hurriedly checked on his companions.
The good news was that they were unharmed.
But strangely, it was as though they had seen something utterly shattering to their worldview. They were all staring blankly in one direction.
And the direction of their gazes was the holy city.
Only then did Fujimaru Ritsuka turn his attention back toward the holy city.
Then, just like his companions,