"Sinner? Heh!"
Aaron's expression suddenly turned exceedingly dangerous. "Punish me?"
Pfft!
The Sun Cleric across from him suddenly struck. A blade composed purely of radiance, capable of utterly annihilating inhuman spirit bodies, stabbed straight into the evil spirit Auclair's chest.
Then, those blades melted under the intense heat and willingly merged into the wound.
"You... aren't an 'evil spirit'!"
The Sun Cleric's expression gradually turned terrified.
"When all things fall silent, when the sun grows old..."
Aaron slowly began reciting an ancient hymn in praise of death.
Auclair's form gradually twisted, growing dark... Two enormous bulges suddenly rose from its back and kept spreading outward. Scales emerged one after another across its body, their surfaces covered in warped patterns, as though filth and evil were endlessly overflowing from within...
The black shadow continuously swelled, transforming into a Feathered Serpent that blotted out the sky and sun. The shadow it cast directly engulfed those Sun Clerics.
"Feather... Feathered Serpent?"
One of the Sun Clerics wore an expression of utter terror. Countless blisters grew over his body, and he screamed as he collapsed to the ground.
"You are a Your Majesty of the dual 'Underworld' and 'Shadow' pathways?!"
The lead Sun Cleric stared directly at the Feathered Serpent. Black bloody tears flowed from his eyes, yet his expression grew ever more resolute. "Even so, you are guilty!"
"Hand of Radiance, God's Musician, Marcus of Glory! I call for Your gaze, I call for Your descent!"
He clasped his hands in prayer, and a radiant human figure faintly appeared behind him.
The Feathered Serpent Aaron had transformed into abruptly lifted its head, its merciless vertical pupils staring directly at the nearest Sun God Tower.
Atop the tower, an illusory sun was gradually awakening!
Hand of Radiance Marcus? A Sixth Primordial?
Aaron was not