Gwen spread her noble white wings, bathing beneath dazzling golden light.
The silver armor on her body reflected piercing points of brightness, while the orange blade in her hand continued to crackle.
A quiet pressure slowly flowed from her calm eyes, carrying a majesty that needed no anger to inspire fear.
The sacred aura suddenly pressed the chaotic space around her back into a barrier of order.
That hollow yet gentle voice gradually rose from the surroundings.
It seed to rge with the golden light, entering everyone's ears through their eyes.
The entire Rift Sky Canyon was filled with a calm that lingered endlessly.
Even the black clouds high above gradually stopped their restless churning.
As if stunned, they froze in place within everyone's sight.
The knights listened completely to that hollow, sacred voice.
Their panicked and frightened hearts felt as though a gentle spring breeze had brushed past them.
They gradually cald down from their anxiety, feeling as if their souls had been purified from beginning to end.
If those fanatical believers were capable of simply altering other people's thoughts, magnifying the evil within innocent hearts a hundred tis...
Even driving people into madness and twisting their minds...
Then the Gwen before them now seed like a true goddess of justice descending into the world, sacred and untouchable.
She would erase all filth and destroy every trace of evil.
Aurelian's limbs were stiff, and even her expression had frozen.
She stared blankly at Gwen, golden light flickering in her eyes.
Gwen stood right beside Viktor.
This made Aurelian's heart fill with complicated emotions, bitter and salty.
Whenever Teacher Viktor encountered trouble, Teacher Gwen would stand beside him and help him.
But she herself could only wait for Teacher Viktor to help her.
Unavoidably, Aurelian felt a wave of envy.
It was a longing for power.
At the sa ti, seeing Gwen as if a goddess had descended, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Viktor's mouth.
He was very satisfied.
The truth of Great Prosperity had absorbed all of Vega's magic power, transforming that imnse and overwhelming magic into the force of "Grand Prosperity."
It had reached its limit, turning into the highest aura.
Viktor did not use it himself.
Instead, through Vega, he forged Gwen's own "Ascending Stairway to Godhood."
That was why...
At this mont, Gwen appeared almost like a deity.
"Grand Prosperity" had amplified her far too much, and the staff itself already contained a portion of the power of the Goddess of Justice.
That divine power fit Gwen perfectly.
And in addition, the presence of the golden Justice Angels on the battlefield...
The sacred light they radiated awakened an even deeper faith within Gwen's heart.
Under the blessing of countless conditions, everything felt like coincidence, yet everything felt like destiny.
Together they allowed Gwen to complete this sacred "Ascending Stairway to Godhood."
Not a single condition could have been missing, yet they had all co together with astonishing precision.
That was also why Viktor had said from the beginning.
He was waiting for these believers to appear on their own.
And now, those believers had all fallen into a stunned state.
In their eyes, it was as if they had truly seen the long-awaited form of their goddess.
They beca extrely excited. Their sacred bodies began to tremble, releasing sharp, twisted screams.
Even the wings behind them seed unable to maintain their form, gradually shedding several black tentacles that flailed wildly in the sky.
It seed as though they were celebrating the long-awaited arrival of their goddess.
Yet at the sa ti, they felt a strange fear from Gwen.
From behind her covered gaze, they could only sense faint golden light constantly observing them.
The cold indifference within the blazing blade felt strangely ironic.
A powerful intent of judgnt gradually locked onto those fanatical believers.
Soon, the chaotic angels wrapped in golden light finally sensed that sothing was wrong.
Why would their beloved goddess treat them like this?
The next second, they noticed Viktor beside Gwen, still bound tightly in chains at the center.
The angels quickly concluded that Viktor must have influenced their sacred goddess.
So their bodies trembled as they launched an attack toward Viktor.
Their twisted golden bodies began to twitch. Flesh pulled at the chains binding Viktor, lifting him and suspending him in the air.
Light rapidly overflowed along the chains as if they were constantly struggling against the raging magic within Viktor's body, tightening with force.
Viktor rose like this, floating helplessly like at placed on a chopping board.
Yet his face showed not the slightest trace of fear or panic.
He remained calm, as though everything was completely within his expectations.
The angels rapidly flapped their flesh wings. Golden energy surged upward into the sky, forming a dazzling vortex.
Countless rays of golden light poured down like heavy rain.
Looking closely, those raindrops were actually shining golden blades crashing toward the ground.
And if those tens of thousands of golden blades touched Viktor, who had no protection...
Then the result awaiting him would likely be death by countless piercing blades.
Without a doubt, he would die.
Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts rose to their throats.
Tension spread through their bodies like crackling lightning, freezing them in place as they even stopped breathing.
But suddenly, Gwen flapped her white wings, golden light flowing beneath the feathers.
She moved behind Viktor and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into her embrace.
At the sa ti, those golden-glowing white wings wrapped around him completely.
The golden blades shattered into halves the mont they touched the broad white feathers, completely dissipating in the air.
The golden rain lasted for a very long ti, yet the wings remained steady as ever.
Gradually the rain stopped.
The massive white wings shook powerfully once toward the sky, slowly spreading apart.
A surge of air swept through the surroundings, scattering all the golden dust.
Countless glowing particles shimred in the air like a sea of stars rolling beneath the dark clouds, reflecting in everyone's eyes.
And on Viktor's body...
There was not a single wound.
Gwen lowered her head and glanced around Viktor.
Then she raised the long sword burning with orange flas and slashed toward the chains wrapped around Viktor's body.
With a single strike, all of them were cut apart.
The mont the chains broke, the chaotic golden fragnts exploded outward, turning into countless sparkling particles.
Freed from the restraints, Viktor's body suddenly beca unstable.
Feeling a wave of weakness, he began to fall backward.
But Gwen stood right behind him.
So when he fell, Viktor naturally collapsed into Gwen's arms.
Seeing this scene, the crowd could not help but cry out in surprise.
Viktor himself no longer cared what the others might think.
At this mont, he truly was too weak and had no choice but to lie in Gwen's embrace.
After all, Gwen had drained all the magic power from his body.
That was precisely why she could achieve such a sacred form.
Although the magic originally ca from Vega, Vega had ford a connection with Viktor, aning the power had essentially been transferred from Viktor's body.
Such an enormous amount of magic had been drained away that even Viktor found it hard to endure.
Not to ntion Vega.
Its feathers looked slightly faded, almost turning pale.
The weakened Vega could no longer even lift its body. It lay beside Viktor's ear and spoke softly.
"If it weren't for you, I would never have imagined in my life…"
"That one day I would actually help the Goddess of Justice."
Viktor lay weakly in Gwen's arms and gave a faint smile, though he barely had the strength to reply to Vega.
Right now, this was probably the weakest state he had ever been in.
The surrounding magic had been sealed off. Viktor even needed Vega's magic just to barely maintain his own spells.
And with all the magic given to Gwen, he had completely lost his strength.
In this condition, if soone wanted to do anything to Viktor, he would probably have no power to resist.
Just a gentle push could knock him over.
If an enemy wanted revenge, now would be the perfect opportunity.
However...
Viktor would never place himself in absolute danger.
The weakened Viktor forced his eyelids open and looked at Gwen.
Her calm and cold expression radiated authority.
Seeing that, he smiled slightly.
When the righteous Gwen appeared before everyone, it ant he had already obtained absolute safety.
Gwen slowly laid Viktor down on the transparent steps made of magic. Flowing magic gradually entered Viktor's body, restoring his strength.
Then Gwen stood up again.
But the justice within her eyes now seed to contain another emotion.
It looked like… anger.
"You."
"Are unforgivable."
Her calm and indifferent voice was sohow wrapped in unmistakable fury.
The flas seed ready to swallow even herself.
The aura of a holy spirit exploded within the sealed space like a bomb.
Vast divine power surged across the sky with terrifying pressure.
The floating golden particles in midair gradually turned into extrely sharp fragnts, piercing and shattering all filth.
It was as if a silver beast had awakened, carrying endless fury and determined to devour everything before it.
Orange flas ignited on the beast's claws.
That was the sa color as the fire burning on Gwen's sword.
Soon, the blazing blade began to transform, absorbing all the surrounding light particles into the sword itself.
A massive sacred golden sword filled with overwhelming rage was about to break free from the silver beast's restraint.
At this mont, all the believers were completely frozen.
The instant they felt Gwen's pressure and anger, they finally understood.
The goddess they worshipped...
The goddess who should never show emotion... Was angry.
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