"So the Vatican hasn't changed at all, resorting to bullying others with their numbers," Erika retorted, her voice laced with defiance. She held no fear in the face of Saintess Agnes, confident in her own abilities .
While Agnes may have been classified as a rank SSS, Erika knew that this classification was only made possible through the external augmentation of the Artificial Angel.
In truth, her inherent abilities fell far short compared to Diablo by a significant margin. This realization was the very reason why she had chosen not to reveal herself from the very beginning. She knew that if she had exposed herself prematurely, Diablo would have swiftly targeted and killed her first without hesitation.
"You possess extraordinary power," Saintess Agnes said, her voice carrying a tone of admiration.
"Our purpose is not to bully, but to work together in pursuit of truth and the protection of humanity. We must set aside our differences and unite for a greater cause." she added
"Don't think that your words would work on me. You're a couple of thousand years too young to preach me," Erika retorted, her voice laced with scorn. She dismissed Saintess Agnes' attempts to sway her with a dismissive wave of her hand.
Saintess Agnes stood tall, her eyes gleaming with holy power. She took a deep breath, feeling her power coursing through her veins. Her voice rang out with a commanding tone, echoing through the air.
"Let us enter. You can't defeat me with your current power,"
"Don't be too full of yourselves ,Vatican Slave,"
As Erika spoke, a sudden transformation unfolded before everyone's eyes.
With a surge of mystical energy, the serpent that had been coiled around her neck underwent a wondrous transformation.
The creature's serpentine form shimmered and dissolved, reforming into a breathtaking, form-fitting jacket that glowed with an otherworldly radiance. The fabric itself seemed to be woven from pure light, hugging her body in a perfect fit.
As she spread her arms wide, a magnificent wing emerged from her back, glistening with an ethereal ice-like sheen.
It unfolded with a graceful sweep, extending to its full span, and the air around it shimmered with a chilling aura. The feathers of the wing glistened like polished crystal, refracting light in mesmerizing patterns.
Gasps of astonishment filled the air as the truth became apparent.
The veiled woman in front of them possessed her own Divine Armament.
"Another Divine Armament? " someone whispered in shock, the realization sinking in.
Divine Armaments were revered relics of immense power, legendary artifacts that were said to be incredibly rare, bordering on the realm of impossibility to obtain. Yet, here stood a woman before them, proudly displaying a Divine Armament as if it were an everyday possession.
"I admit that you possess a powerful Divine Armament," Saintess Agnes acknowledged. "It is clear that you are not one to be underestimated."
"But we have unity. You can't afford to face us , the Vatican" She warned .
As her words reverberated through the air, another breathtaking sight unfolded before them. Thousands of Artificial Angels materialized in the sky, their divine presence illuminating the surroundings.
The angels, with their radiant wings and ethereal glow, hover as a testament to the unity and power they possessed. Each one exuded a sense of divine strength and unwavering faith.
On the ground.
In the midst of the Vatican's group, a congregation of priests and holy figures emanated an aura of ethereal power. Their robes billowed, as if stirred by invisible forces, while their eyes glowed with an otherworldly intensity. Rays of divine light danced around them, casting shimmering reflections on the dark night sky.
"Unity? We also have that," Erika chuckled, her voice filled with confidence.
Suddenly, the sky trembled, and twenty giant black crows emerged, their massive wings beating powerfully.
Standing upon the body of each crow were hundreds of different types supernatural beings, ranging in ranks from B to A+, with Rank S and SS leaders guiding them.
The sight was domineering as the crows soared through the air. The collective power of these creatures were not to be underestimated.
Colonel Jackson, Lao Feng , Cardinal Gabriel, and even Saintess Agnes were taken aback by the grandeur and strength exhibited by this unknown organization. They realized that the magnitude of this "Moonlight Sanctuary" had the potential to rival their own respective organization .
"This are the same Black Crows that guarded the fallen city of Silent Hill," Saintess Agnes' expression darkened, her usually composed demeanor showing signs of concern.
The destruction of Silent Hill had occurred long ago, yet the lingering power of the witches was still a force that even the Vatican approached with wariness.
"This is not favorable to us " She sighed.
She had initially underestimated the strength of the Moonlight Sanctuary, expecting to have the upper hand in numbers.
However, the formidable display of power before her shattered any preconceived notions she may have had. It was clear that this group was no mere pushover, and their capabilities rivaled those of established organizations.
Colonel Jackson and Lao Feng, observing the display of power from the Black Crows , felt a sense of relief wash over them.
They silently acknowledged that their decision to remain neutral had been a wise one. The formidable demonstration of strength before them left no room for doubt—the power exhibited by the Moonlight Sanctuary was anything but weak.
"Should we test your unity, Saintess??" Erika challenged, summoning an ice sword with a swift motion. She stood ready, determined to teach the holy woman in front of her a lesson or two.
A tense silence hung in the air as the forces from the Moonlight Sanctuary and the Vatican waited for the signal .
But before the clash could even begin, a sudden crack tore through the fabric of space , eliciting a gasp of alarm from the onlookers.
CRACK!
In the next instant, a powerful blue beam surged forward with relentless force, piercing through the crack in space.
The beam blazed with an intensity that defied comprehension, surging toward a rocky mountain located over 30 kilometers away. It was a sight both mesmerizing and terrifying, as the beam carried a power that seemed capable of obliterating everything in its path.
BOOOOOOOOM!
As the beam made contact with the mountain, a giant explosion erupted, unleashing a shock-wave that shook the very foundation of the surrounding area.
The magnitude of the explosion was akin to the simultaneous detonation of two or more nuclear bombs, its destructive force reverberating through the atmosphere.
The sheer power unleashed by the beam of energy was so immense that even at a considerable distance, everyone was compelled to utilize their own abilities to shield themselves from the devastating shock waves that rippled through the air.
"What the hell was that attack?"
"Did it come inside the domain ?"
"How can an attack be that powerful?"
Everyone exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting a mixture of shock and concern.
It was clear that the person who had executed that attack was someone very powerful. And there were only two people inside that domain
As the dust settled and the echoes of the explosion faded, a heavy tension lingered.
The threat posed by that beam of energy had planted a seed of doubt, heightening the urgency of the situation.
The question on everyone's mind was no longer whether to engage, but rather how to survive in the face of such formidable power if it was directed to them.
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