"Look back?"

After listening to Velen's explanation, Lakish looked at the triangular Holy Light Holy Emblem that slowly emerged behind Velen. It represented that the power of the prophet had been restored. The scorching holy light made Lakish feel a strong feeling.

Threats, but he didn't care.

The demon let out a deep and desolate laugh, and he controlled the evil mecha to raise his hands, as if surrendering.

"Okay, okay, I admit defeat! I'm leaving now"

"But before I leave, I have one last thing to do."

Under Viren's gaze, he slowly retreated until he was close to the weak Naruvolos' body. The next moment, Lakish controlled the evil mecha, overloading all the power in the engine, and on the dark green

While the lightning was lingering, there was a sound like breaking glass, and Volos' body of holy light was smashed to pieces by the evil mecha.

"No!"

Amid Velen's angry roar, Lakish turned his head, and the Eredar general laughed like a madman:

"Ah ha ha ha! Let the Holy Light you rely on go to hell! Velen! You ridiculous leader! You lie-talking stickman! You failed father!"
Chapter completed!