"Evil shall be slain! This is the sacred land of [Faklan], a realm untainted by sin!"
The Four Wings angel who had slain the Blood Moon Werewolves coldly uttered those words. His blade-sharp gaze swept over the outsiders who stood out among the crowd before he finally vanished.
The crowd, which had been terrified by the Blood Moon Werewolves' appearance just moments earlier, had already recovered.
Some clerics emerged from the church to treat the injured nearby.
Guards also came rushing over, keeping a close watch on the conspicuous outsiders all around so they could subdue any rioters at the first opportunity.
The display
made quite a few outsiders laugh.
"How ridiculous... Who do they think these ordinary fellows can subdue?
Everyone came for the [Sea God Blood Orchid]. Anyone qualified to covet a treasure like that is hardly going to be mediocre."
"Idiot! Take a closer look at those guards.
Those are [Holy Light Apostles]. Every one of them has received the baptism of Holy Light.
Each is at least level 14 or 15, if not higher.
With the enhancement of the three gods barrier and their coordinated attacks, most people probably wouldn't be a match for them."
An outsider nearby spoke with some disdain upon hearing the other outsider's words.
"[Holy Light Apostles]... So these fellows are the [Holy Light Apostles]? I really can't see anything special about them."
"Hmph! Only weaklings like you would fear mere [Holy Light Apostles]. Even that angel just now amounted to nothing in my eyes."
An arrogant, cold, disdainful voice rang out, drowning out the outsiders' noisy chatter.
The outsiders all looked toward the voice.
They saw a strange figure shrouded entirely in a gray-black cloak.
His figure looked extremely bloated and misshapen.
A powerful evil force emanated from his entire body.