Mu's endurance and Rogue's foresight were utterly useless.
Their bodies had been severed at the waist, or cut through from the chest. Purple, lurid splatter-like marks appeared at the joints between the two halves of their corpses.
Being cut in half did not kill someone instantly, but the power of Sin and Punishment filling their bodies could!
Even those chunks of corpses were gradually being animated by Fallen Power—they were stuck to the ground by the purple force, so they had not been blown away. Yet they were visibly about to be transformed into demons!
The only survivor was Insect Amber Master.
At that instant, he had transformed himself into some kind of amber-like colloid. Although his original body had already shattered, he appeared at the other end, allowing the corpse he had left behind to gradually melt into viscous golden glue.
Without a moment's thought, Iver transformed directly into the form of a Sin Beast. He had not even had time to take off his clothes.
He had no time to consider how much mana this would consume.
If he refused to resurrect his companions because the enemies he had attracted were too powerful, then what meaning did his Miracle of Resurrection have? Iver threw back his head and let out a mournful cry. The distant sound of a deer's cry rang out.
Even amid the noisy, chaotic surroundings, it remained incredibly clear, sweeping away every other sound. In an instant, it returned heaven and earth to silence.
A white halo spread from beneath Iver's feet like ripples.
The severed chunks of corpse all lit up with dazzling white light and gradually fused together. White light also illuminated Cardinal Galatea, proving that Iver's earlier perception had not been mistaken.
Seeing this, Fallen Angel stopped attacking.
"...Oh? Child of Candle