Only then did Charlotte realize that the city he had lived in for two or three years concealed such immense power.
Other than that widowed princess, who had deliberately released the oil painting depicting the true form of an evil god from overseas, not a single Saint Rank Transcendent had made a move. Even that princess seemed to have acted specifically to destroy the painting.
Of course, it was more likely that she had been buying time for the activation of the many divine miracles.
The miracles left behind by the Nine Righteous Gods alone had firmly blocked the Great Wind Spells cast by more than ten Saint Rank orc Shaman Mages.
He had originally thought that famous sites like the Gate of Radiance and the Lantern Tower were merely somewhat mystical attractions for everyday sightseeing!
Who could have imagined that the miracles left behind by the gods could also protect a city?
The Saint Rank orc Shaman Mages flickered in and out of sight high in the sky. They showed no intention of giving up and continued desperately driving their spells, but no matter how mighty the winds between heaven and earth became, or how thick the dust and sand they raised, they could never breach Strasbourg.
The world seemed to have fallen into chaos, with only a tiny cluster of light at its very center.
Charlotte watched for quite a while without knowing how things would end. Although the hill they occupied gave them a farther view, it also bore stronger winds. As time passed, the gale around Strasbourg grew ever more piercing, and many ordinary orcs and university students who had yet to advance to Transcendence were already struggling to endure it.
Sophia Garland could not help suggesting, "We should take shelter, or things will get very