The paladin's soul rapidly twisted and burned away in the massive high-energy reaction, then broke down into countless tiny fragments of spiritual energy and vanished completely.
Meanwhile, dense waves of new self-propelled mecha descended from the sky once more.
Before long, everything returned to how it had been before the legendary paladin charged into the formation.
The endless artillery fire and mecha still filled the skies, too numerous to count.
From beginning to end, the armored holy figures floating overhead had not moved in the slightest. The only thing they did was record the precise data displayed by the legendary powerhouse.
Soon, fifteen minutes passed.
When the last resisting fanatic fell beneath the artillery fire filling the sky, the entire Light Theocracy was defeated.
Celestial Realm, the divine kingdom of the Lord of Light.
Within the endless dark void floated a vast, spinning-top-shaped space.
It was like an enormous self-contained space capable of perpetual circulation.
Pure white and sacred, it shone with white divine radiance and scriptures of light.
This was the true divine kingdom of the Lord of Light, the source of faith connected to countless planes of light.
The divine kingdom was like a small independent world, filled with winding rivers, dense forests and wildernesses, as well as countless petitioners leisurely playing about.
Here, there were no worries, and every wish came true. This was the true heaven in the eyes of mortals.
Here, regardless of the cost expended, the divine power in the air would spontaneously fulfill it.
At the highest point of the divine kingdom, a gentle white light shrouded the land. Within that radiance stood a pure white temple carved with countless tiny divine scriptures.
The Lord of Light rested his cheek on one hand as he watched the singing and dancing offered up by