Chapter 447 : Angel of Death (1)

The golden specks of light kept surrounding Saly and after a few seconds, a pillar of light descended from the red sky, striking the crystalline mountain and trying to hit the protected Saly. 

Arthur headed directly toward the perpetrator, who was one of the senior monks. As their prayer almost ended, there was one room for one of them to join the battle and try to smoothen the situation. The bald monk held a long wooden staff decorated with what seemed to be golden and silver bells. He was standing a distance away from the other monks and staring at the grey-haired man coming his way.

He didn't seem worried about the incoming threat, he closed his eyes, held the staff diagonally across his chest and recited

"Amitabha Amitabha! Grant me the strength to purify evil and banish abominations!"