Under the leadership of the Six-winged Archangel, even in the City of Light, there probably wouldn't have been anyone daring enough to intercept them, let alone the fact that this was Dyson's territory.
They had previously used the decree of the Pope to force those of wavering resolve to take sides. Now that the Great Angel had appeared, the legitimacy of the Pope's decree seemed questionable.
But questioning such things was a matter for the leadership. Ordinary Paladins, soldiers, and priests had no such complex thoughts in their hearts. They simply knelt in submission.
One Six-winged Archangel, two Four-Winged Angels, and eighty Second Order Two-winged Angels; it had been many years since the Master Plane had seen so many angels. They flooded into the sky, heading straight for the place with the strongest energy reaction.
"This is the Magic Crystal Cannon, huh? Let me have a look, Ange come closer." said Negris.