Chapter 610: On the Verge of War
At this moment, the Dark World was as bright as day.
Countless Dark Creatures wailed beneath the light. Legends trembled violently, their bodies seeming to have been thrown into boiling oil as their skin and flesh melted away. It was not fatal, but it was truly agonizing.
Although the Dark Lords could withstand this sacred radiance, they still had to lie prostrate on the ground, utterly unable to rise. They could only growl like beasts to express their dissatisfaction.
Main Gods.
Transcendent Saints.
The instant they displayed divine miracles,
there was only one thing the two continents could do.
All races submitted, and all living beings worshipped.
The Radiant Pope was using his supreme power to grant the saints and Legends of the Gods Continent the most favorable window to attack, preventing them from being ambushed.
Yet a divine skill capable of covering the entire Dark World clearly could not last for long.
Still, the full thirty seconds of Holy Light Illumination gave countless factions their chance.
Saints, Legends, and Epics entered the fray one after another. Even elite Legions that could be called trump cards had already charged in.
Thirty seconds later,
including William himself, Dawn City had sent six Legends, twenty Epics, and ten Grandmaster Legions into the Dark World.
They were less than a thousand meters apart.
Ursula, Vice Hall Master of the Temple of Light and a Saint Stage Powerhouse, floated in the sky. He watched the heavens, seemingly searching for enemies that might ambush them.
Ten Legendary Rank Temple Knights and Priests guarded all directions as well, preventing potential enemies from attacking.
Then there were, naturally, the enormous numbers of Temple Knights, Priest corps, and so on.
After appearing in the Dark World, filled with scorching dust, the