Like all over-inflated balloons, the angel soldier's light in his body exploded at the moment when it exceeded the critical value, compared to the previous battle, it can be said that it is inconspicuous, it is just a person exploding, but it is completely opposite to the scene, this time the threat is completely incomparable to the previous one, and the light concentrated into a liquid is like slime, flowing downward from the angel soldier's broken body.

If the previous light was able to burn the high temperature of the earth's surface, then this time it is the molten iron that can melt through the earth, the only difference is that this light water is countless times hotter than molten iron.

Hekate's mouth opened wide, and the magma that surged from the depths of her throat spilled out from the corners of her mouth that was completely drawn in a straight line, and black light burst through the lava and shot out of her mouth with a roar.

The strange light of black and white met in the air, and the two forces were like completely incompatible water and oil, and the mere meeting made the two sides boil even more, and the chaotic colors exploded in the air, obscuring the sun's rays.

The white light water blows into the air like a fountain, turning into life-threatening rain and spilling it over a large area.

Hekate's movements froze, she didn't expect that the seemingly lethal light water would be so difficult to deal with, and now it was too late to regret it, in the face of the light water sprinkled like a torrential rain, she could only switch to passive defense.

Regardless of not wanting to show a rough appearance in front of Mommy, Hecate's body suddenly grew larger with the twist, and a behemoth of hundreds of meters appeared over the city, its wings stretched out, covering the sky and the sun.

The raindrops of light water fell on Hecate's back and wings, and the unimaginable heat burned her scales to black and gray mottling, but they could not penetrate the protection of the scales and cause substantial damage to her body.

The painless shower provoked Hekate's rage, and she raised her head, once again spewing out a black magic cannon from her mouth, this time without any hindrance, through the rain and swallowing the remaining angel soldiers, these murderous weapons only for battle were destroyed in the black light without even a chance to scream.

For Hecate, it was nothing more than a dangerous hot shower, but for humans, it was a sudden natural disaster.

The light water, capable of inflicting damage on Hecate's scales, fell in the city, on the earth, and in the sea, easily melting the walls of houses, and even the beach and the sea boiled.

So what is the fate of human beings in this rain of light? It's very simple, like an ant caught in a volcanic eruption, with nowhere to run but to look up at the sky, to see the beautiful despair fall on him, and to pray to the gods to let him live for a few more minutes. But prayer doesn't change the situation, and hiding in a house doesn't give you safety, and a drop of rain is enough to burn a person to ashes.

It's like hell on earth.

As luck would have been, the kings, who happened to be in the shadow of Hecate, stared blankly at the tragic situation in front of them, unable to make a sound, and sadness, shock, fear, and all kinds of emotions came to their hearts at once, long beyond the limits of what they could handle.

"W-How?!"

Salamanda, dressed as a pirate, had bloodshot eyes as she looked at the city that literally boiled in front of her, her teeth chattering.

"How dare the Holy See do this?!"

Realizing that the Stop had intended to wipe herself and her city away from the start, Salamanda felt resentment not anger...... and the fear of seeing this power.

No one laughed at Salamanda's stupidity and misery, as long as such emotions emerged, the next second he foresaw the same fate for himself. In the face of violence beyond common sense, whether it is a king, a magician, or a commoner, all of them are just a few human beings.

Alexandra II did not comfort Salamanda, he did not have such idle time, after seeing the worst of the predictions come true, he was about to be crushed by the shocking images like everyone else, the only difference was that these abnormal gaffes that destroyed people's common sense would eventually become the motivation for his struggle, so that his mind was full of only the next countermeasures.

"As you can see, the situation is even more critical than we expected, and it seems that the Holy See is no longer the Holy See as we know it. ”

It refers not only to the power that destroys the city, but also to the unscrupulous, radical and crazy.

'Isn't the Holy See afraid of becoming an enemy of all nations?' no one asked, and the Holy See has shown with concrete actions that they do not care about being enemies of all nations, and that they will crush all enemies completely.

"If we don't take action, then the tragedy that happened in Neruda today will happen in our country, in our city!"

However, unlike what Alexandra II had imagined, the kings were not motivated by his words, and more people looked at the sky or the boiling city in confusion.

Looking into the eyes of these people, Alexandra II suddenly understood that this was the effect that the Holy See wanted.

In the face of desperation, it is only a few people who will think of fighting back, and most people, except for stupid people and idealists whose brains do not turn, will prioritize survival, even if it is only to survive.

Moreover, no matter how crazy the Holy See is, it is still human, and it is impossible for them to really wipe out all the nations, so it is better to try to join forces with them than to face the worst outcome of their edge, even if they reorganize the alliance, it is wiser and more beneficial than an unwinnable battle.

Alexandra II clenched her fists hard, her delicately trimmed nails digging deep into her palms. He lost, and the Holy See won a big victory.

The already fragile alliance was basically in the worst possible situation because of the threat from the Holy See, and this was just a small fight before it all began. He looked up at the behemoth in the sky, that battlefield was the threat they had to face, did they have the strength to stand on the battlefield, not just survive under its wings like now.

Lucia tilted her head to look at the ruins to the side, looking like she was in a daze, and Lamech could only interrupt in a loud voice.

"What are you looking at?"

Anyway, it's still too coarse to be in a daze or something in the center of the battlefield.

Lucia glanced back at Lamech, then pulled her gaze back into the air, never looking at the city that had become a living hell.

"Nothing, heard something interesting. ”

Lamech wondered what Lucia had heard, but Lucia only said something inexplicably 'the voice of thwarted ambition', not knowing what it meant.