The originally clear snowfield sky suddenly floated a few very discordant dark clouds.

A huge and incomparably divine aura poured out from Drakes's body, and under the surging majesty, a mighty wind and snow suddenly blew on the snowfield.

Countless trees standing on the snowy field shook their thick trunks under the north wind, which increased the speed of the wind several times, and the dead branches trembled timidly.

Whether it was Constantine or Roland, who was fighting with the blue-winged angels, their faces changed at the same time, and they all sensed the majestic holy power released from the old man.

It is a tremendous force that can be changed even by the nature of heaven and earth.

Constantine silently held the crystal sword, struggling to resist the surging wind and snow, his heart cold and solemn.

So far, the highest-level battle between spellcasters that Constantine has witnessed is the duel between Joey and Younas in the Olympia sewers, and he has a very clear and intuitive understanding and judgment of the power of the archmage.

In Constantine's eyes, Drakes' magic power was no less than that of Joey and Younas, two previous magical geniuses from Daybreaker, and far more than Othello, a parallel magistre.

The pressure was overwhelming, and Constantine's ankles sank into the snow under the pressure of the terrifying divine force.

Looking at the white robe in the distance, still standing still in the mighty wind and snow, Constantine made a choice without hesitation--- flash.

In fact, he had no other choice.

After the first melee failure, Constantine understood that he had lost his next chance, and that there was no point in attacking a Magister-level opponent with his body exposed.

The figure flickered, and Constantine, who performed the refractive body method, did not touch the ground, and staggered a series of afterimages between the snow, ethereal and illusory to the extreme, making it impossible to tell which one was the main body.

"Want to use up my mana by moving at high speeds?"

The Grand Inquisitor sneered, waved his hand, and directly launched an attack, and the divine magic array composed of countless holy texts shone above his head.

A violent roar sounded in the sky, and in the midst of the tremor, the clouds spun rapidly, forming a huge vortex, and countless streams of pure white light converged towards the center of the vortex.

Rumble!

Dozens of milky white thunderbolts erupted from the center of the cloud vortex, and dazzling lightning was like a javelin in the hands of the legendary god in charge of hunting, throwing it towards the bottom of the snowfield.

【Thunder of Judgment】

Seeing this famous magic in the canon of the Church of Light, Constantine's heart sank.

He tried to use sports warfare to wear down the magic of Drakes, but Drakes was completely undrawn into the rhythm of the bounty hunter, and changed his previous subtle and elegant fighting style, and directly smashed a large-scale divine skill [Judgment Thunder] unreasonably.

Magicians have always been a contradiction between elegance and savagery.

Thunder and lightning staggered down, and a dull roar resounded through the four fields.

......

In the distance, a woman dressed as an adventurer is trudging through the mountains of the north, the trails covered in light snow.

The cold wind blew through the ends of her hair, revealing a beautiful angular face, classical and majestic, and her slender curved eyebrows were like the undulating mountains of the Eternal Night Mountains, beautiful with solemnity.

Returning to this familiar snowfield, breathing in the cold wind of the north, she felt very happy.

Even in the eyes of ordinary people, when the cold knife-like wind blows on the woman's face, it is as gentle as a mother's gentle palm rubbing her forehead, which makes her feel more comfortable. I remembered the time when I played in the snow when I was a child.

Skipping her gaze to the jagged peaks in front of her, she silently estimated the itinerary in her heart.

At her speed, it would take about ten days to reach the northernmost city on the mainland.

Although she knew very well in her heart that even if she went, what she saw in the end would be nothing more than a pile of ruins.

What is past is finally gone.

Exhaling a cold breath, the woman banished complicated thoughts from her mind and continued on her way.

Suddenly, she stopped suddenly, turned her head to look at the sky in the snowfield in the distance, and let out a soft sigh, and in the pair of vertical pupils under the lenses, a whirlpool of dark clouds appeared clearly, and in the center of the vortex, countless thunders rushed and roared.

"What a powerful magic!" the woman was secretly surprised, looking at the entire continent, there were only a handful of magicians who could use such spells, and the caster must already have the level of a great mage.

The Great Magus, how noble his identity is, how powerful his strength is, why did such a big man come to the snowy fields in the north?

What's really going on on the snowy field?

Countless thoughts turned through my mind in an instant, but I couldn't find the answer anyway.

She decided to see for herself.

......

Constantine was panting in the snow with [Morning Sun], and the mage robes on his body were already in tatters.

The surroundings were scorched black, and pale red flames jumped, licking the devastated snowfields struck by the Thunder of Judgment.

The muscles of his legs were aching, and in order to avoid the deadly lightning that fell from the sky, he continuously launched high-speed refraction, which brought a great load to his body.

And not far in front of Constantine, the white robe of the Grand Inquisitor was still clean.

Drakes looked indifferently at Constantine, who was panting in the snow, "You can only go so far? I have to say, you are too weak compared to your mother." ”

Constantine wiped the blood from his lips, "This sentence, the ugly bastard in the black robe also said in the sewers, it seems that your previous generation thought that my mother was much stronger than me. ”

"If Younas hadn't told me that you activated the power of the pendant in the sewers and repelled the projection of the Abyss Demon King, I really wouldn't believe that you with only this magic power would be the son of that woman. ”

"Innocent may have some expectations for you in the future, but I will prove to my old friend that he is wrong. ”

Drakes' palm condensed with a ball of divine light. "One day, the light will shine on the earth, and no force can stop it. ”

"Why does the Lord of Radiance interfere in the world? Is it really for the sake of so-called justice?" Constantine said after looking at the presiding judge who was walking in the wind and snow, and after taking a breath, "From the seminary to the Heavenly Mountain, this is something that I have never been able to understand. ”

"The existence of the Lord has nothing to do with justice, justice is only a moral law made by worldly people to protect their own interests, and the greatness of the Lord lies in the supreme order it represents. ”

Drex's voice pierced through the cold wind and came to Constantine's ear, "Saving the world from darkness and disorder is the natural meaning of brilliance, and it is the reason why we believe in brilliance. ”

The eyes of the Grand Inquisitor shone brightly, "And when the day of judgment comes, all planes will usher in the ultimate salvation, and the world will have eternal life in the light." ”

"Any attempt to prevent the Judgment Day from coming will be adjudicated. ”

Hearing Drakes' words, Constantine remembered the star dome he had seen at the top of the Heavenly Mountain, representing the vast dimensional world.

In the center of the star dome, the celestial plane, which symbolizes the source of light, constantly releases a vast amount of light, engulfing the surroundings little by little, bringing everything in the universe into the light.

The Pope told him that for countless epochs, the Lord has been radiating His light to all corners of the Dimensional Universe, bringing light to the planes while subjecting them to the order of light.

This is the origin of the celestial realm.

"Who knows whether this is salvation or destruction for the world?"

A mocking smile tugged at the corner of Constantine's mouth. "No wonder His Holiness the Pope ended up on two different paths with you. ”

A hint of loneliness flashed in Drex's eyes, "Yes, that old friend of mine has broken the vow we made when we left the academy together: to save the world from darkness, but I haven't forgotten. ”

"Saving the world is really an ideal that can't be achieved in Secondary 2. ”

Constantine laughed, his smile was very sarcastic, I don't know if he remembered his naïve self back then.

"The question is, why does this world need you to save it? Who decreed that this world should naturally obey the light? For this seemingly noble and great purpose, my parents must die?"

Constantine stared coldly at Drex, "Bullshit logic!"

"That's because you haven't felt the majesty of the glorious shore. Drakes said softly, "I have experienced the will of the Lord God of the Heavenly Realm with my soul in meditation, and it is an incomparably sublime, incomparably vast beauty of order, far beyond all the laws of the world. ”

"In the face of the eternal order, everything can be sacrificed, and the worldly beings are as ignorant as pigs and dogs, like ants who live and survive, what is their thoughts?"

Drakes said indifferently. When the moment of salvation comes they are naturally grateful for the gift of radiance. ”