The Descent of a Will!

"Rustle, rustle."

The trees swayed gracefully in the breeze. Then two white-robed figures stepped out from beneath them.

Their white robes were hard to make out in the darkness. Merlin had "spotted" them with his mental power.

They were already far from Mandy Castle. Merlin did not know how long the two had been waiting there, but it could not have been brief.

"You arrived long ago. Why didn't you attack before I entered the castle?"

Merlin fixed his gaze on them. He could easily sense the divine power emanating from them and immediately guessed their identities—Holy Believers!

Besides, only Holy Believers within the Light Church could threaten Merlin now.

"You went to visit an old acquaintance who is close to death. God forgives all who are devout to him. Her soul will return to his embrace..."

Merlin shook his head. There was nothing to say to fanatics like them.

Whoosh!

Merlin darted straight in front of the two Holy Believers. He spread his hand, gathering threads of mana into a vast net that dropped over their heads.

The two Holy Believers were ready. Pure white holy light burst from their bodies like sharp arrows, piercing Merlin's net of mana.

"Hm? Not bad. You're much stronger than Bonnet was."

Surprise crossed Merlin's face. These two Holy Believers were clearly far stronger than Bonnet had been beneath the Royal Capital. They were almost a match for Great Legendaries with three or even four Laws.

The Light God Lord had evidently found some way to increase their strength again, though forcing such an increase came at the cost of their lives.

"Your strength has been forced far beyond what your bodies can bear. You may be powerful now, but every moment consumes your lives. Not even the God of Light can save