Chapter 75
The golden light illuminated the earth for hundreds of kilometers, banishing the darkness. Even residents in nearby cities witnessed the phenomenon, bewildered as they pulled out their phones to capture the rare sight. None of them knew that, just hundreds of kilometers away, on a desolate road, a demon lord feared by the world had been bested by a human.
As the brilliant beam of light slowly shrank and faded, calm returned to the land.
Outside the sealed 10,000-meter radius, Wanda, Pietro, Sumarokov, and Jeff sat in the RV, utterly speechless.
Bang!
Jeff and the others, as if puppets on strings, opened the car doors and stepped outside. They stared up at the sky, their eyes wide with shock.
The once dark and stormy sky, filled with heavy clouds, had been cleared by the golden light. The downpour that had soaked the area ceased entirely, leaving behind a stunningly clear night. A bright moon now hung high, surrounded by countless twinkling stars. The scene was breathtaking.
Yet, beneath this tranquil beauty, something far more awe-inspiring took place. High above them, Leon floated, his strong hand gripping Mephisto's throat.
The demon lord was not faring well. Moments ago, Leon had nearly dealt him a devastating blow by awakening the full extent of his power. Despite being a demon lord, Mephisto was still, at his core, a dark creature—innately vulnerable to the power of light.
After all, why else would the angels in Heaven constantly suppress Hell? While power struggles play a role, the inherent weakness to light also factors in heavily.