The decree simulated by the Prophet Clone could not truly make the lightning disappear; it only rendered the lightning non-fatal after being weakened countless times.
Enduring the numbness and stinging sensation on his body, he chanted again:
"Banish!"
An invisible force erupted in front, tearing apart the void and sweeping away the items left by Jax, throwing them to an unknown location.
The strange, grotesque things growing from the dark liquid roared madly, carrying a more blatant and undisguised malice and an angry desire to tear everything apart.
An extremely evil and extremely mad feeling rapidly permeated, instantly making the surroundings crack, tainted with madness. Whether living or dead, everything began to mutate, becoming chaotic and wonderful, attacking their own kind.
The Prophet Clone, whose thoughts were disturbed and who was momentarily stunned, was suddenly pulled out of the area covered by the lightning storm and viscous black liquid by a flying blond, red-eyed head biting his collar.
The dark, viscous, evil liquid, which had grown all sorts of strange, grotesque things, purposefully converged towards Klein's location.
After leading the Prophet Clone out of the range of the Abomination Suah's influence, Reinette Tinekerr's head released its bite, became illusory and transparent, and flew back into Marionette Kircheis's body.
The next moment, Marionette Kircheis, whose body was already pitted and incomplete, clasped his hands together, half-squatted, and plunged the huge scissors he held into the ground.
The strange patterns engraved on the grey-black scissors lit up with patches of golden-Red Light, like the setting Sun at dusk, bright but not dazzling.
The dusk-like orange-red instantly covered the surroundings and then shattered into countless tiny specks of light, dense and innumerable, forming a violent, sharp Hurricane of Light that swept outwards with an aura of destroying everything.
The pale skull heads, prominent blood-vessel eyes, and fanged tongues growing from the dark, evil liquid were pulverized and dissolved little by little in the dusk-like Hurricane of Light.
Everything, tangible and intangible, in the surroundings was being cut by the sharp storm. Under the shroud of this dusk-like light, all things inevitably approached decay and corruption, and the extremely evil and extremely mad aura was temporarily restrained.
In the sky, dark clouds surged rapidly, constantly gathering and splitting, growing eyebrows, eyes, and a mouth, like an angry human face.
Silver-white lightning darted through the clouds, and dazzling light shone from the positions of the mouth and eyes.
A moment later, thick silver-white lightning bolts, carrying a tangible aura of destruction, fell like rain, engulfing the huge arm with a dark, viscous surface that seemed to be flowing with evil liquid, engulfing the spreading, surging viscous black liquid, and engulfing the dusk storm below that carried an aura of decay and corruption.
"Sea King" Jahn Kottman seemed to have received some kind of enhancement; his attack had far exceeded the strength a Sequence 3 Saint should possess.
At the center of the pale lightning forest, the arm Suah extended through the Spirit World was tightly entangled by silver-white lightning, being destroyed inch by inch.
On the ground below, the dusk-like Hurricane of Light was also being pulverized little by little by the constantly striking silver-white lightning.
The Prophet Clone raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, which were a bit sore from the lightning stimulation. After calming his aura, he simulated the ability of a Notary.
Specks of brass-colored light gathered and swirled in front of him, finally evolving into a stamp-like projection. At the same time, he spoke in a solemn and serious voice:
"Notarization: Valid!"
Upon being notarized, the dusk storm, which was being pulverized by the silver-white lightning, received a temporary boost. The orange-Red Light blades became denser and more violent, barely resisting the impact of the lightning storm.
Having done all this, the Prophet Clone looked up towards the sky. His gaze seemed to penetrate the dense lightning falling from the sky, seeing the arm trapped in the center.
After a brief silence, he murmured softly:
"The Abomination Suah has arrived."
As soon as his voice fell, the giant cage constructed by countless silver-white lightning bolts in mid-air fell into a strange state, losing the characteristics lightning should have, becoming sluggish and heavy.
Then these lightning bolts were torn apart from within, and countless silver-white electric currents darted everywhere, carrying an aura of destruction and madness, falling to the ground.
Halfway through this process, the darting lightning bolts seemed to be drawn by some peculiar attraction, turning their direction and surging into the thick clouds above the sky.
Beneath the thick clouds, "Sea King" Jahn Kottman, wearing a loose Storm Priest robe, with a majestic and angry expression, was held aloft by the strong winds. In his right hand, he held a straight sword surrounded by countless fine silver-white rays, filled with mysterious meaning.
The aura around him became extraordinarily distant and magnificent. Howling winds and lightning spontaneously circled around him, as if embracing and worshipping their king!
The lightning surging towards the clouds spontaneously gathered, forming more than a dozen huge spherical lightning bolts around him, rotating rapidly.
Directly in front of him, where the silver-white lightning had originally enveloped, a giant, evil humanoid doll appeared.
Its eyes were blood-red, its body was inscribed with countless mysterious patterns, and it was entangled with many evil vines. Its skin lacked the luster that humans should possess.
Its blood-red gaze directly bypassed "Sea King" Jahn Kottman and "scanned" towards the ground.
Beside the Prophet Clone, Reinette Tinekerr had already emerged from Marionette Kircheis's body. She held two identical blond, red-eyed heads in each hand.
Now, each of her heads looked extremely serious towards the Abomination Suah that had appeared in mid-air.
The Prophet Clone pressed his palm towards her, signaling her not to be agitated, then turned his head to look at a certain spot in mid-air, saying calmly:
"After watching for so long, isn't it about time you came out?"
In the other direction he was looking, a pure knowledge radiance surged from the void and re-formed into a female figure wearing a classical Warlock robe.
She had brown eyes, very thick hair that was casually draped, appearing somewhat messy, and her eyes were bright and spirited.
She calmly met the gaze of the Abomination Suah and "Sea King" Jahn Kottman, who were looking at her, and a subtle atmosphere permeated the air.
The Abomination Suah was the first to raise its hand. It directly plunged its hands into the void, and the surrounding space instantly boiled, covered in viscous black liquid, spreading outwards, corroding everything around it, and interfering with the overlap of reality and the Spirit World.
Boom! Boom!
"Sea King" Jahn Kottman thrust the silver-white straight sword in his hand forward. The spherical lightning bolts surrounding him rapidly spread out, and at the same time, lightning continuously fell from the thick clouds in the sky, like a vast river of pure silver-white lightning, destroying everything, surging towards the evil, viscous black liquid created by Suah.
At the same time, stars also appeared in the sky, dense and dazzling. Behind each star, there seemed to be a cold and indifferent eye watching everything.
These stars scattered rays of light, converging into magnificent pillars of light, enveloping the surrounding area, dissolving the silver-white lightning and the evil, viscous black liquid, and then collapsing and dissipating.
The Prophet Clone, expressionless, turned his head to look at Glenn Palace, who was surrounded by starlight.
The latter returned a calm gaze and said in an unhurried tone:
"I didn't arrive much earlier than this Abomination."
Then she casually tossed the item she was holding to the ground.
It was a neatly severed left hand, and a dark-colored, palm-sized doll that looked like wood yet also like flesh. The doll's body was covered with strange patterns, and its mouth was nailed shut with rusty nails.
This was precisely the remains of the Rose School of Thought Saint Jax. The Prophet Clone's decisive choice to "banish" these items at that time was a gamble that Glenn, who had received his letter, had already arrived.
One of Reinette Tinekerr's heads suddenly flew out, opening its mouth wide and swallowing the neatly severed left hand.
The strange doll was caught by the Prophet Clone. He didn't examine it closely and directly put it into his outer pocket.
Reinette Tinekerr glanced at the Prophet Clone, who casually put away the doll, and her four heads spoke one after another:
"It is..."
"A Disciple of Silence..."
"...characteristic."
"Carrying it..."
"...will..."
"...taint you..."
"...with a curse."
The Prophet Clone nodded slightly and explained: "I don't have any items to seal it on me."
Then he turned to look at Klein beside him, asking with a hint of curiosity:
"Do you have any items tainted with the True Creator's or other existences' aura? You can call in more people. When it gets chaotic, we'll have a chance to leave here unnoticed."
"Yes." After a brief thought, Klein nodded slightly and took out a square iron box from his pocket. Inside the iron box was a copper whistle.
He threw the copper whistle forcefully into the pillar of light formed by the converging brilliant starlight. It was slowly dissolved and disintegrated, and a yellowish-green aura with a hint of decay, freed from its restraint, instantly permeated the air.
Between the starlight, lightning, and black evil liquid, a patch of Darkness, a patch of deathly silence, filled with the scent of decay, emerged.
In this Darkness, constant, fluctuating whispers and gasps could be heard. Between the silver-white lightning and the pure, clear starlight, occasionally a few white feathers tainted with pale yellow oil stains would spiral down.
The Prophet Clone, who had been looking up, suddenly lowered his head. His gaze fell on his exposed arm, where tiny, pale white downy hairs had grown from his pores.
He gently rubbed his fingers, creating specks of brilliant golden light that enveloped his surroundings, purifying the death and evil power on his body.
In mid-air, a formless mist filled the surroundings, interspersed with many white feathers with pale yellow stains. It was like the evolution of death itself, wantonly unleashing its power, polluting everything around it, and unleashing the power of death.
The light scattered from the brilliant stars rapidly dimmed, and tiny, pale white downy hairs grew on the azure stars that seemed to conceal eyes.
These downy hairs grew into white feathers in the blink of an eye, their surfaces seemingly soaked with pale yellow oil stains.
This caused the azure stars that scattered their radiance to rapidly approach decay and death, dimming little by little.
The Prophet Clone looked up at Glenn, whose expression grew more solemn in mid-air, and raised his hand to create a "Door," through which he transmitted the now-dim metal cube.
As soon as the metal cube landed in her hand, it began to rotate spontaneously. The patterns on its six faces quickly unified, and its golden-yellow metal surface instantly became bright white, emitting pure, clear, scorching light from within.
This light rippled outwards in circles, illuminating every corner of the surroundings, igniting the white feathers stained with pale yellow oil, quickly burning them to ashes.
The mist, which seemed to be an evolution of death, seemed very repulsed by the aura belonging to the Sun domain. It quickly shifted its position, intruding into the dark, viscous, evil liquid created by the Abomination Suah, causing the various strange, grotesque things growing from it to begin to decay, rushing headlong towards the end of death.
Reinette Tinekerr, standing quietly in place, holding her four heads, suddenly spoke:
"We can..."
"...leave..."
"...now."
Klein opened his mouth, wanting to ask something, when the head Reinette Tinekerr was holding, which hadn't spoken until now, suddenly extended forward, bit his collar forcefully, and carried him into the Spirit World, traversing into the distance.
The Abomination Suah, momentarily stalemated in mid-air, sensed something. It withdrew the hand it had plunged into the void, and its figure rapidly became transparent.
The next moment, specks of brilliant starlight fell around It, and Its figure became solid again.
Suah's attempt to enter the Spirit World to pursue Reinette Tinekerr was abruptly interrupted. Specks of starlight circled and moved around It, outlining strange symbols that severed the connection between the Spirit World and reality.
These strange symbols instantly dimmed, began to flow with dark, viscous, evil liquid, and disintegrated little by little.
Boom! Boom!
In the sky, thick clouds pressed down, and countless silver-white lightning bolts darted, attempting to envelop everyone present.
Glenn, surrounded by brilliant starlight, spread her hands forward, and a misty starlight rippled outwards from her in circles.
Silently, it caused the surrounding objects to peel away piece by piece, even their colors evaporating and rapidly dissipating.
The silver-white lightning, upon striking this misty starlight, disintegrated layer by layer, eventually leaving only some fragmented, darting currents, occasionally flashing.
This state only lasted a few seconds. Glenn's figure in mid-air suddenly flickered, then appeared beside the Prophet Clone.
Immediately, cold, indifferent eyes sprouted in the surrounding void, shimmering with fragmented, hazy starlight, segmenting the surrounding space little by little and exchanging it with a certain part of the Spirit World.