High above Lonely Mountain City,
Although Dwarf Archbishop Li Ander did not stand like a mountain, he slowly raised both hands, gathering sacred golden radiance in his palms.
A dazzling golden pillar of light burst from his clenched fists and shot straight into the heavens. Its brilliance was so intense that even the deepest night could not conceal its sharp splendor.
Like a golden dragon, the pillar pierced through the heavy dark clouds and instantly illuminated the gray sky.
In an instant, the entire sky was covered in golden light.
The dark clouds were no longer an obstacle. Instead, they became the backdrop for that golden radiance.
Golden light spread into every corner of Lonely Mountain City, as though a miracle had descended upon it.
After a moment, the golden sea of clouds gradually faded, dispersing like morning mist beneath the sun.
Brilliant sunlight broke through the clouds and poured down without restraint, warm and bright.
Lonely Mountain City was once again bathed in dazzling sunlight, and the previous cold, gloomy aura vanished completely.
The shadows, originally elusive and incredibly swift, also became far more sluggish beneath the sunlight.
Even ordinary professionals could now easily spot them and harm them.
This sunlight tinged with gold seemed to contain some kind of sacred power.
It had a powerful restraining effect on shadows.
Li Ander slowly lowered his hands, his expression calm and peaceful.
However, Dwarf King Preston noticed that nearly half of the archbishop's eyes had been dyed gold.
Preston nodded to the archbishop, thanking him for his all-out assistance.
He turned to look down at Lonely Mountain City below and said in an unquestionable tone:
"Wipe out every one of those disgusting things!"
"And those damned Heretic Believers. I don't want to see them in Lonely Mountain City again."
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