Dyson didn't hesitate to sacrifice a duplicate of himself, not to defeat a single enemy, but to wipe out all his enemies, especially Anthony. But now, where are all the enemies? There was only one left.
The Fire of Mass Faith, unable to find its target, turned back towards Ange, all converging into the Sacred Flame in the palm of his Boundary-crossing Hand.
A little ghost popped out of Ange's finger, his cheeks puffed up as he fiercely bit the Sacred Flame. It was only a small bite, and it was so filling that the little ghost began burping, sighed out a breath, and then shrunk back. The Sacred Flame in the palm of Ange's hand showed no decrease in size.
Negris's voice echoed in Ange's soul: "Get out of the water first."
Oh, with a thought, Ange shot out from the bottom like a cannonball, breaking through the water and heading in the opposite direction of the incoming light.
