Above the altar, a gentle yet incredibly conspicuous glimmer appeared out of nowhere. It was no bigger than a sesame seed, yet it seemed to be the absolute center of the entire factory.
Everyone's gaze instinctively turned toward it.
It rapidly expanded to the size of a fingernail, then the soft light it emitted seemed to probe its surroundings before shooting precisely into the body of a cultist kneeling at the edge of the ritual array.
He was a relatively young-looking believer, his face even somewhat boyish.
The young believer's body suddenly stiffened, the fanaticism in his eyes instantly replaced by dullness. Then, two pure-white beams like miniature searchlights tore through his eyeballs and burst from his eye sockets!
He slowly raised his head, his once ordinary face now filled with solemn fury.
His gaze locked instantly onto the three White-Eyed Demons!
"Blasphemers!" A cold, emotionless resonant voice came from the young believer's mouth. "You wretched vermin dare defile sacred ground before the Apocalypse has even arrived."
As he stared at them, roiling black mist suddenly surged into existence around the three White-Eyed Demons, attempting to resist. But the instant the white light touched the black mist, it let out a violent sizzling sound of corrosion, like a red-hot branding iron plunging into grease.
Several tears appeared in the demons' clothes out of nowhere. Sparks of scorching fire began to rise from their exposed pale skin, leaving behind charred marks.
Just a gaze had wounded all three White-Eyed Demons!
"A Judgement Angel!" The young demon's voice carried a barely perceptible tremble. All three took a step back, their white eyes filled with instinctive fear.
They knew full well that even if this was only a portion of Heaven's power projected down here, it was still not something they could confront