"Aka, I'm angry!"

White-gold sacred runes emerged from the void and rotated in a circle on the back of Caligula's head. The muscles of his tall body bulged. When the boots landed, there was an invisible air current surging. The speed became faster and faster, and finally it was like a stream of air.

The sharp arrow rushed into the vast forest.

That group of jackals suddenly fell into bad luck.

Ron withdrew his gaze from Caligula, looked at Turnans, and said calmly: "I took the wrong path, you have to stick to your path. Today, you can see the form of the glorious God of War, which is the Lord's answer to

You, the guide to the paladin."

As he spoke, white-gold radiance bloomed from his body, and countless sacred runes intertwined and rotated. Ron's whole body was like a holy light, with three holy fire streamers coming out from behind, like three pairs of wings with platinum flames, revealing a vast and solemn atmosphere.

The aura and soft light gradually became brighter, making it impossible to distinguish Ron's form, and finally turned into a pure light that stretched across everyone's eyes.

"When everything is dark, only the light remains forever." The priests chanted devoutly to the holy light.

The light was like water, shining brightly in all directions, holy and warm. Victor felt even more desolate, and the seventh-level paladin Ron was assimilated by the holy light.

However, he left a valuable lesson to the paladins: fanaticism is not advisable.

He also left a sanctuary-level power to the church.

In the holy light, a holy power crystal floats and sinks. It is the paladin crystal condensed by Ron, which is full of his experience and power - the power of the glorious war god.
Chapter completed!