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Without any questions or threats, They attacked… William was certain that he had completely infuriated Them.

Valk gave William two thumbs up. He put on an even more exaggerated smile, and the colors on His clown costume began to change crazily.

The phantoms produced by the activated Holy Spirit Guardian Rings appeared behind William. They replaced the Wall of Brilliance to resist the next wave of attacks.

As a layer of death miasma appeared around Beatrice, She changed into a thin and exquisite layer of black light armor that resembled glass. She held six pitch-black gorgeous rapiers in Her six hands and attacked William first.

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After the lightning phantom of the outermost Holy Spirit, Father, blocked three to four stabs from Beatrice, it quickly shriveled like a deflated balloon.

A storm simultaneously spun on the Withering Cold that William took out again. It instantly condensed into a huge war hammer made of pure wind pressure.

With the enhancement of the golden runes on his arm, William ignored the other party’s exquisite sword dance and swung the Storm Hammer at Her.

The four fatal swords that had stabbed at William’s vitals instantly retracted. They turned into a pitch-black light curtain from the waving, instantly slicing the first half of the huge hammer into wind pressure that danced in the sky.

But in the end, the strike landed on the other party firmly.

The intense storm blew forward in a cone, and the entire lighthouse seemed to shake violently.

The Wind Fury Hammer dealt almost no damage. It was only used to repel the other party’s Storm spell. Back when William was dealing with the Whispering Empress’s Void Incarnation in the Platinum Palace, he often used this move to distance himself and kite Her.

However, after the storm dissipated, Beatrice remained standing in front of William.

Spells that were useful against incarnations did not affect the main body. The storm formed by magic seemed to split and void Her body.

Before William could stop, the flame-shaped Holy Spirit phantom, Youth, erupted with light. It was a reaction to the other party’s stab at William.

No, it wasn’t just Beatrice. She was only the fastest.

A sawtooth sword covered in pitch-black filth, a bronze-colored rusty sickle, and a pale white rapier wrapped in a thin rope attacked the Holy Spirit phantom in unison. Almost in an instant, the Youth’s protection was reduced to nothingness.

As the remaining three Void Sovereigns attacked at the same time, the defensive effects of each Holy Spirit Guardian on William dissipated in less than two seconds. William felt cracks appear on his rings one after another.

William only had time to cast a few instantaneous spells that had restraining effects. He didn’t even have the time to stop and construct spell models for large-scale spells that required more than three syllables.

These overly simple spells were useless.

The chain formed by shadows was easily torn apart by the other party. The spinning Imprisonment Ring Blades automatically dissipated midway, and the churning Frost Storm instantly calmed down…

In this narrow area of the Lighthouse of Hope, William couldn’t put enough distance between them to use any effective spells. However, he couldn’t teleport himself and Blake to an open spot. According to his previous experience, it was relatively easier to fight Them while They maintained Their human forms.

Typically, switching the scene to an open area meant entering a second stage. The other party would directly break free from their human disguise and transform into their true bodies. When that happened, every move They produced would result in an inescapable wide-area AOE.

After Beatrice’s rapier pierced through the last Holy Spirit Guardian, the bronze sickle in Camilla’s hand sliced open William’s robe before he finished chanting his next defensive spell, leaving a moderate scratch on his shoulder.

The crystal pendant on William’s chest shattered, and the shattered fragments stuck to his body before constantly growing. Instantly, a layer of crystal armor that reflected a cold light crawled over his body. Then, the few attacking weapons bounced off his body.

How many defense items do I have left? How much longer do I have to wait?

William thought after the Tear Crystal was activated.

The Curse of Starvation began to seep into his body through the wound, and weakness that originated from the depths of his soul began to surge.

William kept his spirit up by reciting the last few syllables of the spell. A bone wall that constantly groaned and wailed rose in front of him, blocking the four Void Sovereigns on the other side.

At the same time, Blake, who had been protected by William, shouted,

“Presiding Judge, it’s done. Black Crow Gaze has already anchored Dawn Fortress!”

As he spoke, he transformed into crow feathers and flew to William’s side. A pitch-black sword appeared in his hand.

Over the years, Blake’s experience as the Father of the Crows controlling Black Crow Gaze, his familiarity with the former Twilight Fortress as a Judge, and the preliminary anchoring work that William had completed—all three of these allowed Blake to complete the anchoring work in an extremely short time.

“Are you injured?” Blake looked at William, who was covering the wound on his shoulder, and asked.

Under the wound covered by William, colorful rot spread.

“It’s not a big problem. It can be resolved when we return to Currere,” William said weakly as he suppressed the spread of the curse in his body.

Just as he finished speaking, the bone wall collapsed into shattered bones, and countless rotten fungi constantly spread out of the bone cracks.

The four Void Sovereigns brandished the weapons in Their hands and walked toward the two of them.

Blake took a step forward and raised the huge sword in his hand, but William reached out and pressed his wrist, indicating for him to put away his weapon.

Under Their threatening gaze, William held the Demon Sealing rune he had prepared and said in a mocking tone, “Just like always, you guys are a step too late.”

With that said, he crushed the Demon Sealing rune.

In an ancient fortress not far from the Lighthouse of Hope, Cass—who was wearing silver-white scales and holding a black knight’s sword—felt the message from the Presiding Judge.

Instantly, every dragon scale on Cass’s white scales flickered with God King Oka’s totem symbol. His eyes also turned pure bright silver as terrifying lightning began to coil around him.

Then, just as he had planned, Cass suddenly stabbed Judgment 4 into the array.

The outline of a dragon loomed behind him, and a huge force was directed into the ancient nexus in the Twilight Hall through Judgment 4 in his hand.

The storm began to wreak havoc outside the window, and the cries of the crows constantly echoed in the hall.

The reversal between the Moon Realm and Currere began.

If someone stood at a higher vantage point in the Moon Realm and observed Black Crow Gaze, he would see an extremely shocking scene.

The endless storm in Black Crow Gaze turned into a huge vortex and collapsed inward.

The illusory realm that was originally produced by the gathered emotions and imagination of mortals began to fall into the real and solid Currere through the anchor.

William felt a strange weightlessness. Then, everything around him began to blur, as if a handheld camera was trembling violently.

Amidst the violent tremors, the Void Sovereigns in front of him began to blur.

A few of them seemed intent on continuing Their attacks, but before They could take a few steps, They completely disappeared from William’s sight.

Finally, They only had time to leave a sentence in Their soul voices.

You will regret the choice you made today.