"...What...was that...?"
Somewhere in the world, someone looked up at the sky and murmured blankly.
"My god..."
Somewhere in the world, someone stood frozen as though unable to believe their own eyes.
"Ah..."
Somewhere in the world, national leaders following the course of the war made such foolish sounds.
"God..."
Somewhere in the world, followers of Christianity fell to their knees, their bodies trembling.
Because what lay before them was a scene beyond comprehension.
Because an undeniable miracle had descended upon this planet.
On this day, every human being across the world witnessed countless changes worthy of being written into history books—or even storybooks.
There were fortress bases capable of floating high into the sky.
There were sudden celestial changes that turned day into night in an instant.
And before long, that night transformed into a dazzling expanse of color.
Phenomena science could not explain left people uneasy, afraid, and trembling.
That unease, fear, and trembling incited riots among the people, drawing out the darkness at the very Root of humanity's hearts.
Thus, the Third World War truly began, sweeping the entire world into conflict.
Yet even the incomprehensible phenomena that had incited people's unease, riots, and even war were nowhere near as shocking as what now appeared before their eyes.
A gigantic Magic Circle that covered the entire planet spread outward, entering the sight of everyone across the world.
Before this phenomenon, the rioting masses stood dumbstruck.
Before this phenomenon, devout believers fell to their knees.
The magicians understood something, yet were powerless to do anything.
The people of English Puritanism, the Roman Orthodox Church, and the Russian Orthodox Church widened their eyes, falling into unprecedented turmoil.
What was that?
What exactly was that?
Other than those deeply familiar with Christian mythology and beings whose mastery of magic surpassed