Three days later, the Grand Plaza.
This plaza could hold fifty thousand people. This time, apart from children, every town resident and the newly captured prisoners had come.
At the center of the densely packed plaza stood a massive platform.
Large numbers of soldiers swarmed in to maintain order. Every one of them held a weapon, fully armed, their eyes cold.
Influenced by the atmosphere, no one present dared to speak carelessly.
Just then, a dreadful oppressive force spread down from the sky, weighing upon every heart. A moment later, a tremendous roar and rolling thunder swept across the city skies.
Everyone in the city raised their heads at once.
Golden light filled the sky. A terrifying creature descended, bearing an elegance and majesty beyond anything ordinary people could imagine.
It possessed not only dragon might, but also the brilliance and majesty of Divinity.
"Great Dragon, God's messenger!" Everyone was stunned. Even Bishop Kanrongpa's expression shifted slightly. After this battle, the Great Dragon had grown stronger again.
Bishop Kanrongpa even felt a trace of worry.
With one final clear, soaring cry, the Great Dragon ceased moving and stared down at the crowd.
"Bring up the traitors!" Bishop Kanrongpa snapped back to his senses and roared.
"Yes!" The soldiers finally woke from their daze and drove a group of people forward.
There were men and women among them, all panic-stricken. Those closest to them even discovered that some were the people who had been diligently spreading unfavorable rumors about Romon God some time ago.
"These are sinners against God. I will execute them under God's gaze!" Bishop Kanrongpa shouted. As he spoke, a boom rang out, and golden light exploded.
A vast and sacred aura coiled around the platform. Even ordinary believers could feel a warm current flowing through their entire