Epic Clash

When they saw this scene, nearly everyone held their breath.

A golden barrier enveloping the entire city was already astonishing enough. But everyone knew it had to be a divine art of The Church, a blessing from God—nothing to worry about. Yet, to their utter shock, in the blink of an eye, a terrifying existence roughly equal in scale to the barrier materialized in the sky like a ghost.

They could not help recalling the earth-shaking scene from several years ago.

A gigantic, miraculous sphere of water, floods washing through the entire city, followed by a plague and the sudden deaths of tens of thousands...

Looking closely, the residents could see that the fist also seemed to be made of water. It was so unimaginably huge that they could not even make out its full shape, seeing only the gaps between its fingers and its knuckles. They felt as though they were looking up at some primordial giant from myth.

"Th-This is too terrifying!"

Some people fell to their knees on the spot.

Even the residents standing farther away reacted like this. The defending soldiers near the city walls were even more terrified, their hearts seeming to stop. As soldiers who had undergone brutal training, their mental fortitude surpassed that of ordinary people countless times over, yet before such a sight, everyone felt dizzy and weak in the knees.

That fist... that fist seemed to be aimed right at them!

The pressure of death shrouded every soul, yet they could only stand there blankly, their minds completely empty, unable even to summon the thought of running away.

Countless legs trembled. They were about to collapse, yet their bodies were so stiff that they could not even kneel.

Strictly speaking, however, the fist was not actually aimed at them, but at