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Sandy lowered her head, her expression one of pure agony as she sobbed. "I'm so sorry, sir. We should have never done this to you. We just refused to believe our elders would be such evil beings. Please forgive us." "Please save the people of Millerton. We will be eternally grateful. Pardon my foolishness." Lilian got on her knees as well, begging for Wilbur's forgiveness. The hundreds of people within the light shield got on their knees, begging for Wilbur's forgiveness and for him to free the people of Millerton who had fallen into this terrifying craze. Wilbur shook his head, beginning to perform a series of seals in his hands as a wave of spiritual pressure spread out. He was honestly not that sure about the outcome of this, either. After all, this phenomenon had been achieved through a ritual of sorts that Kolton and the others had sacrificed their lives for, on top of borrowing the power of an evil spirit. There was, however, one way of curing a tainted spirit—the So

That would truly be terrifying. That would mean that the chaotic realm had somehow found a way into the dimension Wilbur was in. According to what Wilbur knew, the beings in the chaotic realm were far from good. That was a world where evil spirits and demons roamed free, a truly corrupted place that human beings of this world would never understand. If those evil beings were to break into this world, it would be in grave danger. The thoughts continued to plague Wilbur until the sun eventually rose. Sandy and Lilian had fallen asleep on the sofas, snoring softly. Not long after, Keane entered the room looking exhausted. He first greeted Wilbur, grabbing a blanket to drape over Sandy and Lilian before sitting down next to Wilbur. Wilbur described to him everything that happened in great detail, to which Keane was practically trembling. "Your Holiness, you are a hero to the people of Millerton," he said, overwhelmed with emotion. Wilbur frowned. "It's what I should h

The Church of the Holy Illuminati gathered its forces by the border of Ganbi and Terya. Their intentions were clear as day. Upon hearing this news, Karl and his companions were utterly shocked. Ten holy knights, with each a Sanctuary level cultivator, wielders of divine arts, and blessed equipment, constituted an imposing force. Even the holy warriors, who were merely pre-Sanctuary level, were a formidable presence by themselves.Ten holy knights and a thousand holy warriors were a force capable of overturning any nation on this land. The martial power of the Holy Illuminati was undeniably terrifying. Adding to the gravity of the situation were the three judges of the tribunal, Super Sanctuaries in their own right. Such power, when presented before any nation, was impossible to ignore. Observing the solemn expressions of those around him, Wilbur spoke slowly, "How did you come by such precise information?" "Your Holiness, the three titans of the tribunal have issued a public s

Amid the astonished gazes of the onlookers, Wilbur smiled and declared, "So be it. I will lead the church militia to the border. The church militia will merely observe and document, refraining from engaging in combat." "Your Holiness, I find this unwise. Perhaps we should discuss it further," hastily advised Karl, the act akin to suicide. Catherine added, "Your Excellency, I believe the Archbishop's suggestion is more reasonable." "Your Holiness, forgive my impudence, but can your strength truly contend with a thousand pre-Sanctuary, ten Sanctuary, and three Super Sanctuary level opponents simultaneously?" Cameron, the church militia's leader, stood up, facing Wilbur, voicing the doubts that everyone dared not express. Wilbur smiled faintly and said, "As for my personal strength, I am not yet capable of simultaneously battling so many formidable adversaries and decisively defeating them." Indeed, even the spiritual energy of the Emperor level was limited. The use of Doma

In the late afternoon, Wilbur led the church militia and arrived at the city of Lachlania. It stood at the western border of the Terya, surrounded by a vast forest. In front of the city, a river flowed before an endless grassland. This river marked the boundary between Terya and the recently hostile Ganbi. Wilbur ascended the clock tower of Lachlania, his gaze traversing the forest and the river, extending toward the expansive grassland. Standing behind him were Cameron and the governor of Lachlania, Darwin. Cameron wore a solemn expression, while Darwin was drenched in sweat. Since learning of the impending arrival of the church militia, Darwin had been restless. The Holy Illuminati was a colossal and terrifying entity, and the prospect of a religious war unfolding in the city under his jurisdiction haunted his every moment. The outcome for the city, should the Church of the Fire Dragon Lord be defeated, was beyond contemplation. His own fate, too, would likely be dire. He fe