When Hao Ren came charging down from the Sacred Mountain amid a barrage of explosions, Veronica's expression was utterly dumbfounded.
In fact, she wasn't the only one. Everyone present wore the same expression, including the monsters being bombarded. The difference was that the latter had been blasted senseless...
A man charging down the mountain while swinging bombs around—Veronica would retain a vivid impression of that bizarre scene for many years. Only later did she realize how utterly out of place it was. For now, however, she was simply left deeply shaken by the earth-shattering explosions and the equally shocking fact that a living person had run down from the Sacred Mountain.
"Holy Spirit above!" Morian's warhorse shifted uneasily amid the fiery light of the explosions. As the old knight steadied his mount, he exclaimed in a low voice, "Has the Incarnation of Flame and Storm descended from the heavens?"
"Boom!!"
The man charging down the mountain pointed casually at the monsters in the distance. A shimmering rift suddenly opened behind him, and a huge silver-white arrow, trailing light from its rear, shot out through it. It tore across the sky before descending in an arc into the distant Chaos Army. The resulting explosion far surpassed the earlier ones—it was practically terrifying. A fireball a hundred meters in diameter erupted violently, instantly reducing hundreds upon hundreds of monsters to ash. After the fireball faded, a small mushroom cloud slowly rose from the site of the explosion.
The explosion had occurred far from the knights' line, yet Veronica still felt a scorching wave of air blast against her, nearly knocking her from her horse. She couldn't help exclaiming in horror: What on earth was that? Even among the royal court's mages, there probably weren't more than a few who could produce a