Chapter 1088: Section 682: Who Knows (7)_2
Malin softly called upon the presence of light, and with this call, holy light spread beneath his feet. Countless wraiths and different kinds of souls shrieked as they were purified by the purest energy, and some stronger specters were repelled, allowing light to return to the streets once more.
In the distance, Transcendents were observing, but they were more cautious—such a level of battle was far beyond their capacity to join.
Constance Federon panted desperately, his expression complex as he looked at Malin, saved by the holy energy.
"You shouldn’t have saved me, it’s too merciful, not like your style."
Though lacking the strength to engage Malin in a back-and-forth, the Noble God’s Divine Envoy was unexpectedly eloquent.
"Although your master and I are enemies, you are still a human being. I can judge you, purify your soul, or let your soul endure endless pain, but I will not hand your soul over to those malicious ghosts, because you are human, the race I protect," Malin said, then turned to look at the figure standing by the roadside.
"Why did you choose to be my enemy?"
The Noble God finally arrived, his question made Malin want to laugh.
"You think I want to be your enemy? You are mistaken; I am becoming the savior of all innocents on this planet!"
"Do you think I like your little uniqueness?"
"Do you think I would enjoy being one of the high and mighty nobility?"