"The dark aura around you is so thick it's nauseating." Uther tightened his grip on the warhammer in his hand. He actually wanted to take down the out-of-control cross hanging in midair and use it as a weapon. Though it looked tiny, once its Power of the Holy Light was activated, the condensed Holy Light could be shaped into a weapon of any size according to its wielder's will and needs.
But the connection between Uther and the cross kept flickering in and out, as fragile as a spider's thread drifting in the wind.
"Those demons always find the cracks in people's hearts and use them to corrupt them." Archbishop Alonsus stepped forward, intense Holy Light erupting from his body. A spear made of Holy Light formed in his grasp, and he hurled it at Mephisto.
"I understand the complexity of lives like yours. It seems that if I want you to sit down and negotiate with me peacefully, I still need to let you witness despair.
"How about this? The terms I offered you still stand. And beyond those terms, I can grant you the right to resist. If you can drive me away, then you—and this city—will gain freedom, while still receiving my protection.
"But if you fail, you must sign these contracts unconditionally. Until then, no life will leave this city, and no human will be harmed. What do you say?"
Mephisto caught the Holy Light Spear thrown by Alonsus in one hand. The dense, solid Holy Light was wrapped in powerful Hell Energy within his grasp, then snapped apart and turned into specks of light that vanished into the air.
At Alonsus and the others' refusal and resistance, disappointment showed on Mephisto's bony face. However, he quickly proposed another condition that Alonsus and the others found