The gentle breeze carried the message of spring, as if telling everyone--
We had finally met one another, and all things in this world would eventually be reborn. The wind would blow across this land forever.
The next second.
The entire Parliament Hall saw a barrier formed from currents of air envelop the seats.
Though it was merely a purple-tier Tier 7 Wind Attribute Magic—Holy Protection Wind.
Yet the divine might coiling across the barrier's surface and striking directly at the soul seemed to explain the great power that formed all things in this world. The radiance of the Primordial Slab from the Age of Gods unfolded upon it!
At that moment, above the Parliament Building, the clouds that had stopped gathering seemed to begin flowing as well. They changed the appearance of the sky along with the wind. The power piercing through the clouds carried the unique aura of wind. The breeze gently brushed across the sky and earth, and the clouds scattered!
At last, brilliant sunlight tore through the mist along Helrom's skyline and illuminated the top floor of the Parliament Building.
Inside Parliament Hall, everyone's face was filled with incredulous excitement. They kept looking at one another, searching for the figure who had cast the spell.
Though they could not find where the caster was hiding among the seats, he had deeply concealed his achievement and reputation.
Yet everyone knew that only one person could have cast this spell—
The Goddess of Fate Church's High Priest, Loren Krantel!
"High Priest Loren, thank you!!"
As if trying to shout out every emotion in their chests, the Imperial nobles in the seats all erupted into victorious cheers!
Morodian's spell suddenly stopped. His lips and teeth trembled, and the calm smile of a man who was about to succeed instantly