"Let there be light!"
A brilliant sun, radiating terrifying light and heat, rose behind Adam.
Under that overpowering radiance, the surroundings instantly turned pure white. Everything dark, filthy, and corrupt disintegrated beneath the light and found release.
The vampire bats desperately battering the Corpse Cathedral's doors and windows silently burst into flames in the radiance, leaving not even ashes behind.
The few bats that had yet to burn away quickly gathered together, taking human form before turning into a pale red paper doll that caught fire and burned.
Then a deep red "full moon" appeared.
The crimson moonlight had barely begun to fall before the pure white, blazing radiance purified it.
The deep red "full moon" in midair lasted less than a second before a brilliant, blazing "sun" replaced it.
Beneath the "sun," the Shaman King's body, scorched until it was aged and withered, caught fire again. Then he turned into a pale red paper doll that seemed condensed from crimson moonlight.
Even after using another Moon Paper Doll as a substitute, he still failed to escape the golden flames burning over him.
But he had no more Moon Paper Dolls left.
Soon, his terrified expression grew peaceful and serene, as though he had given up struggling-or as though his soul had been purified and he had found salvation.
A faint, entranced smile appeared on his utterly shriveled, aged face. With difficulty, he spread his arms and embraced the "sun"!
The golden flames instantly blazed brighter, silently engulfing him and burning him away without leaving even ashes.
At the same time, Klein, who had closed his eyes against the intense light, heard Cynthia's voice once more.
Her voice was filled with pain, the words coming with extreme difficulty. "General, I'm sorry..."
Before she could finish, her voice vanished.
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