Chapter 335.1
Isaac watched as Dera Heman’s body slowly began to glow, his form consumed by a brilliant white light.
The first to ignite were his seven eyes, burning with an otherworldly brilliance—light from beyond this world, using Dera’s mortal body as a vessel. It was a glow that seeped from the cracks of heaven itself. Even the drops of blood Dera had shed began to shimmer, turning into sacred flames.
As the light spread across the monastery, the surrounding paladins were the first to react. They immediately fell to their knees, bowing in reverence. They knew what was happening.
With their faces to the ground, they began chanting hymns, praising the angel who had descended upon this forsaken monastery. Soltnar Culvain, too, realized the identity of the celestial being and felt a feverish warmth overwhelm him. Instinctively, he fell prostrate, offering praises to the approaching divinity.
Isaac, utterly drained, could barely move, but he, too, understood what was happening.
An angel was coming.
An angel who divided the world into black and white with the clarity of their light.
“The Burning Maiden, may your holy flame illuminate us, leaving not a shadow behind!” Soltnar cried out in fervor.
Dera Heman, now engulfed in silent flames, slowly rose to his feet. His mask shattered, he should have been on the verge of death. Yet, the mere presence of the angel filling his body rejuvenated him, infusing him with divine strength.