All the people who had died in the Holy Hall suddenly resurrected. Deeply shocked by this spectacle, they knelt one after another, paying their respects to the God of Light.
As the light gradually faded, the figure of Isabella reappeared before everyone's eyes.
Only this time, her figure had changed. Her previously frail form had become immensely majestic, her Sacred aura so intense that people dared not look directly at her.
Isabella stood tall once more. At this moment, her gaze was more resolute than ever, and her body seemed filled with infinite strength. She still held the Magic Wand, but this time, its tip shone with a powerful light, exuding an unbelievable pressure.
This was Isabella after Divine Possession. She looked like a true goddess, every action filled with immense Authority and dignity.
Her eyes were filled with determination, as if declaring to the entire world that she would sacrifice everything for the Light.
