Eddorad Correia dissipated decisively.
It was as if he had cast off certain burdens and left without the slightest attachment.
The deaths of his family, the regrets of war, and the Warriors under his command being corrupted by negative energy.
Over the past ten thousand years, the things he had borne had simply been too heavy.
If not for his faith and discipline, Eddorad Correia likely would have been unable to endure long ago.
Now that he had personally witnessed Zong Shen reveal his identity as a Holy Spirit Apostle, he considered his mission complete.
Thus, he chose to free himself.
Zong Shen stood where he was, lost in thought, and instead felt a sense of respect for Eddorad Correia.
At the same time, he somewhat regretted his earlier verbal provocation.
Although his taunting had not achieved its intended effect.
Because over such a long span of time, Eddorad had long since accepted that crushing sorrow.
Time could resolve everything. The fact that his consciousness had not collapsed was proof enough.
Shaking his head, Zong Shen did not dwell on it for long.
As the church roof shook, the [Sacred Battle Banner] fell straight down.
It planted itself beside his feet.
Meanwhile, the Holy Light singularity not far ahead gradually expanded.
It was like a secret box hidden within space.
When the singularity fully unfolded, a strip-shaped key and a Rune spell suffused with Holy Light appeared at once.
After those two items drifted out, the Spatial Singularity immediately collapsed and vanished.
Zong Shen was still maintaining [Holy Spirit State].
With a mere beckoning gesture, the two items, seemingly sentient, floated directly toward him.
Zong Shen caught them in his hands, first looking at the battle banner.
Then he turned his gaze toward the [Cross Blood Coffin].
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