376 Epilogue 1

Lophista, mad with rage, plunged from the sky toward the ground. The white flames that engulfed his body sketched a white streak of light in the air as his speed increased, thoroughly illuminating the darkened region. Within the pulsating flames, waves of energy, pure and powerful, continuously radiated outward. It was the Holy Power that the Holy See regarded as its emblem.

All the white flames that enveloped Lophista's body originated from the Holy Artifact in his hand—Rofield's burning. With a whooshing sound, the immense white greatsword slashed fiercely at what lay directly ahead. He appeared like a meteor falling from the heavens.

Standing side by side atop the ruins were Rogar and the Lord of Night, both silently watching his furious roar. Their expressions were calm and composed.

Rogar took a slow step forward.