From the God of Lies to the Lord of All Worlds

Chapter 339 The Saintess, Joan of Arc!
As the sacred and fervent voice rang out, it seemed as if a light flashed in the hearts of everyone present!
Caroline's voice wasn't loud, but under the beams of white holy light, everyone noticed her.

The white holy light emanated from her body, spreading outwards little by little, like a light bulb, radiating her warmth.

When this holy light reached the people around them, it even soothed those who were extremely anxious.

They suddenly felt that things weren't so hopeless after all, and that the world was still a beautiful place. They were comforted.

The peace in one's heart has become the cornerstone of tranquility in this region.

At the same time, George and Leon were also being comforted, as they were experiencing what might be the most dangerous moment of their lives: the threat of death.

In the long tug-of-war, their strength was almost completely exhausted, and under the dual pressure of the demon and the vampire, they collapsed and awaited death.

But the next second, with the release of holy light, the two suddenly felt a special comfort coming from an unknown area!

"This is... the power of holy light? Is it the saintess?" The power that the two had lost was being replenished at an extremely fast speed, and the extraordinary ability that enveloped their bodies shone brightly at this moment, even forming a light shield on the surface of their bodies!
And the power called holiness has even begun to repair their damaged bodies!
The two men suddenly raised their heads, their previously weakened fighting spirit reignited, and the power within their bodies surged once more. Their old strength had been exhausted, but new strength had been generated, and they even managed to overturn the numerous werewolves and vampires that were suppressing them!
"Die!" Leon raised his hand, and the terrifying power drawn by the Iris Flower Seal once again ignited his flame, which was powerful enough to burn the soul!
The white flames burned the air and everything around them.

Before him, the werewolves, howling horribly amidst the flames, collapsed instantly.

Meanwhile, George summoned his angel wings and, while slaying the vampires in front of him, also launched an attack on the two large monsters!

"This woman?" Remus and Vlad III were both shocked. This development was not right. It shouldn't be like this. Under their constant attacks on her mind, why could this woman still maintain such powerful strength and such a terrifying faith?

She actually used her own power to draw upon holy light, replenishing the energy in their bodies?

The morale that was so hard to suppress is about to resurface!
“Fortunately, we don’t only have one round of backup, we have another!” Remus said slowly, taking out a special piece of parchment from his pocket and beginning to chant it slowly in an obscure language.

"Believers of hell, enemies of heaven, messengers of the devil, return... followers of Solomon!"

The next second, bricks and stones appeared out of the void in front of them. The sheepskin was taken into the void and transformed into a gate of ethereal light and flame, which enveloped their eyes. The group of people slowly walked out.

"The Solomon Church greets Mr. Remus! We have received instructions from Archbishop Jose that we will fight alongside you!"

Upon hearing the words of the newcomer, the two nodded. Instead of asking them to join the battle, they pointed to the city before them and said, "Go, spread your faith throughout this city. This is the best opportunity!"

The devils certainly have a keen eye for human nature. They know perfectly well that if they let these people join the battle now, they might not be able to successfully hunt down these two invincible cockroaches. However, as long as they are released, these extraordinary believers will make the Los Angeles government and the entire Vatican hesitant to act!

“Holy Maiden, your power is indeed great, but you cannot save this city!” Vlad III said with a smile, looking at Caroline. “The followers of Solomon will continue to sacrifice this city. Everything you do will be in vain!”

Remus added, "As for those people outside the city, don't even think about it. I never intended for them to live. Vlad, the rancher, had already planted the energy of blood servants in those black people!"

"Those priests you summoned are their food!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this!
It turns out that the "hostages" were the real hunters, while the superhumans and rescuers were the real food!

This was yet another problem caused by Caroline's judgment, yet another heart-wrenching remark, still delivering an incredibly fatal and terrifying blow to Caroline's psyche!
They are still attacking her mind; they are still launching psychological attacks. They want to pull a pure and kind girl out of this sacred state and make her a bearer of death and hatred!
“They won’t die!” Caroline’s voice remained soft as she answered the two demons’ questions. “Because… the Lord won’t let anything happen to them, and neither will the light!”

The saint's words sounded like a final prayer; she continued to pray, waving the flag in her hand:
"O Archangel of Heaven!"
Please imprint Michael's sword shadow on the flag—

When this tattered banner was waved:
Golden light emanates from the cracks in the Papal Armor!
The broken sword's edge burst forth with a thunderous roar from Valmy!
The dying man's hand, gripping a spear, bears a fiery imprint!
Joan of Arc! Joan of Arc!
Behold! They have used the lamb as a shield—

Please straighten my spine into an unbending flagpole.
Insert it into this blood-stained mud:
'Those who attach their foreheads to this bone,'
I will surely witness the raging flames that consumed you a hundred years ago—

The fire does not destroy faith, but melts the chains!

Upon hearing this prayer, Vlad III's expression changed drastically. "Quick! Stop her! Quick!" The next second, several vampires rushed towards Caroline, but halfway there, they were pierced by several spears and fell to the ground.

"Holy Maiden, you cannot be insulted!" A clear voice rang out, shocking many onlookers. Who was this? Where did this person come from?
To everyone's astonishment, a white beam of light descended from the sky!

Within the white pillar of light, a woman who looked holy slowly descended upon Caroline's head, then touched her forehead with hers, and at that moment, her entire body solidified violently and rapidly!

Then, she transformed into a graceful young woman and slowly revealed herself before everyone's eyes!
“I never imagined that, hundreds of years later, I would return here again, to this promised land of the Lord!” the girl said with a light laugh. She spoke in French, but in everyone’s ears, it sounded like a translation into their native language.

"Welcome, Your Majesty Joan of Arc!" Caroline said softly, handing Joan of Arc a spear and a banner.

“The saint favored by the Lord is indeed extraordinary…” Joan of Arc glanced at Caroline again, took the spear, swung it a couple of times in her hand, and faced it back to her.

At this moment, everyone slowly came back to their senses from the shock.

What did they just see? They saw a being from heaven descend from the sky and materialize!
Furthermore, Saint Caroline called her "Joan of Arc"!
Which Joan of Arc is this? And which other Joan of Arc? Why this particular Joan of Arc?
Everyone fell silent, staring at the girl dressed in plain clothes who seemed to have almost no other features besides resembling a lively young woman.

Is she Joan of Arc? The historical goddess of war? The young woman who fought so fiercely against England that she could even be considered the most important leader in the Hundred Years' War between England and France?
And now, has she returned from heaven?
At this moment, Remus and Vlad III also realized that something was wrong, and they began to retreat towards a less crowded area!

Didn't we agree that no angels would come from heaven? How come someone else was able to come down? And it's Joan of Arc, who sounds like she has no fighting power but is actually incredibly strong?
"Did I say you could leave?" Just as the two continued to retreat, a banner was planted beside them.

The next second, a woman's voice rang out, and a spear flashed through the air, held to their necks, "After all these years, Hell still hasn't made any progress! Do you really think you can take advantage of the chaos? Even if Heaven is deserted, the nuns can still don their armor and go into battle!"

The woman stood there in the air, like light and shadow in the clouds, shining in the hearts of every onlooker!

Listen! The sound of a well pulley in the clouds!

Is it your heavenly chariots that have crushed the clouds of sorrow?
Please empty that bucket—

The holy tears that once poured down upon you at the stake!

Rain-soaked areas: rusted knives and broken halberds

Where the rain stopped: Lilies bloom in pools of blood
And my name is rising with the steam…

Only this flag remains, planted beside the gate of freedom!

The sound was melodious; Caroline's prayer continued.

……

In the shadows, Alvin exclaimed in surprise, "Your Majesty, her prayers have invoked our illusory divine realm, and the saint from heaven has answered her call!"

"Therefore, Joan of Arc descended, and she unleashed her power to change the situation!"

Bai Yang nodded slightly, "Yes, that's how it should be! The true descent of the gods is not a crisis we design, but an arrival guided by themselves! The rules of this world are automatically improving!"

"The costs and obligations are to be borne by them themselves, not by us!"

"Thus, the third stage of the Divine Fire begins!"

P.S.: It was so hard to write... but it was so satisfying!

(End of this chapter)