Boom!!
The cataclysmic explosion shook the heavens and earth; lava rivers churned continuously, red mountains toppled and collapsed, the ground trembled violently as if it was about to flip over.
Renata raised her wings, forming a giant Magic Array with a diameter of a hundred meters, embellished with the Holy Scripture Pattern and outlining the Golden Rule Holy Words.
She bathed in the Holy Light, her aura climbed higher and higher, and amidst barely audible prayers, the Holy Light condensed into tangible Holy Words, which in turn sketched out the massive phantom of an Angel in the air.
The Angel phantom stood over a hundred meters tall, draped in a white robe; his wings and the hem of his robe seemed to fade into nothingness, blending into the surrounding space, his face blurry and indistinct, only the holy silhouette of light was visible.