"This should be about enough."
Roland narrowed his eyes, shading them with a hand against his forehead as he surveyed his handiwork.
Trying to see the Vatican with the naked eye from a street blocked by numerous buildings, without even flying into the sky, was somewhat arrogant even for a Magnetic Field The Strong.
But given the current situation, there really was no need.
-the light that had already risen high enough to scorch retinas had continued for over ten seconds without stopping, as though it occupied all of heaven and earth.
Since the sight was visible even from the Island Nation, the tip of that cross of light had most likely reached into space.
Even a strategic nuclear missile could not have produced such a spectacular sight.
Before what resembled a second rising sun, every cloud and shadow had been swept from the sky, leaving only a silent curtain of white light.
If Academy City, merely the starting point, had experienced such a tremendous disturbance, it was not hard to imagine what had become of the Vatican at the point of impact.
Among Agnese's Forces, quite a few nuns who realized this fainted on the spot.
Roland had not concealed his words, and judging by the direction in which the blood-red cross of light had risen, its destination was hardly difficult to guess.
Had Agnes not been a genuinely charismatic captain with an exceptionally strong sense of camaraderie, some of them probably would have lost control of their emotions in a fit of outrage.
However, despite noticing this, Roland was not worried about anything going wrong with the band of nuns he had just acquired.
For amid the gradually fading light, Iron Birds flapping their iron wings and moving at high speed were already poised for action. Without waiting