Silver light blazed across everyone's vision, completely illuminating the swaying dark sky. The Old God's cries of pain exploded in their minds, steadying the defensive line that had been on the verge of collapse. A silver "ocean" covered the ground, "flowing" rapidly toward the lake where the Old God lay, mercilessly devouring everything in its path.
Whether the tentacles piercing the ground, the dark magic firing in frenzied volleys, or even the ground itself, drenched in Yogg-Saron's black blood, everything was covered, torn apart, and crushed!
Those silver spirits were now linked to Dick's existence. As long as Dick lived, they would never perish!
Wielding weapons overflowing with silver light, they cut down everything along the way. The moment Yogg-Saron raised a tentacle, dozens of spirits leaped onto its tip. Neither the sharp bone spikes nor the terrifying suckers could stop them. Sharp weapons and the order of existence forcibly hammered back the spreading chaos!
They were like a heavy iron hammer after a windup. Whatever stood in front of them, they simply bulldozed through it, putting an end to everything.
Yogg-Saron's roars made the air throughout the prison tremble. The chaos presence mixed within them was like a succession of storms, but within the ever-expanding realm of order, that chaos was weakened to an acceptable level.
The Order Angel might have been at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation with Yogg-Saron, but if he only had to maintain the order barrier, the power brimming throughout his body would certainly not collapse in an instant. In essence, the Order Angel had already entered the ranks of transcendent beings, just like Yogg-Saron.
In fact, if Dick had fully mastered the Order Angel Avatar, the Paladin would not necessarily have lost even in a head-on clash with Yogg-Saron. He and the Old