Why is his holy light red?

Chapter 102 Like a Miracle

If viewed from outside the atmosphere at this moment, the city of Yaliu Tree, which resembles a giant tree, is completely enveloped in golden holy light. The steel jungle of more than 2,000 square kilometers has transformed into a gleaming golden tree under the night sky.

At this moment, everything in the city seemed like an insect sealed in amber, unable to move.

Whether it was the bio-monster tearing apart vehicles, the civilians wailing in despair amidst the sea of ​​fire, the association heroes fighting valiantly on the front lines, or ordinary people far away in the disaster area, sitting on the sofa watching TV or even completely unaware of the situation—all of them were sealed in a cage of holy light without warning.

No matter what kind of action or attack, it could not shake the holy light in the slightest.

The collapsing 100-meter-tall building, along with the flying shards of glass, was abruptly frozen in mid-air; the deadly shockwave of the explosion could only be contained within the small compartments divided by holy light.

The city's death countdown was instantly reset to zero in that one second.

However, this coverage is indiscriminate.

Even the angels of holy light cannot perfectly discern the state of tens of millions of people in an instant.

In the operating room of the city's central hospital, the surgeon's hand holding the scalpel was locked in mid-air; on the ring road, a car speeding along was suddenly brought to a halt; even two people passionately making love were separated by a holy light, and then stared at each other in bewilderment.

If left unchecked, this indiscriminate solidification will inevitably cause immense panic and secondary harm.

To transform this brutal "citywide lockdown" into true redemption, an extremely large and sophisticated field of vision is needed.

Ten thousand meters above the ground, several drones were pieced together to form a giant screen, constantly flashing images of various parts of the city of Yaliu Tree.

Robert, the "Iron Titan," is using all his computing power to monitor the city through satellites and various electronic devices, calculating what those people sealed in the golden light are doing.

Who needs help, which monsters need to be eliminated, what calamities need to be controlled, and which people will suffer serious consequences after being banned?

This information is calculated by the super AI and transmitted to the angel of holy light, who then senses and fine-tunes it.

In the operating room, the golden light that had imprisoned the surgeon instantly dissipated, while the holy light remaining in the patient's chest cavity transformed into energy to sustain the patient's life, allowing the surgery to continue. On the ring road, the car, which had been immobilized, was gently enveloped by the holy light, unloading all of its terrifying, lethal inertia and smoothly making an emergency landing on the road. In the delivery room, the pregnant woman felt a gentle warmth replace her stiffness, greatly relieving her pain.

The fire was extinguished under the golden light, the debris from the explosion was intercepted, and the collapsing building was held up by the holy light.

Gently place it on the ground.

Meanwhile, the bio-monsters roaming the streets and the super-powered criminals who have broken out of prison and gone berserk are still firmly sealed in the golden holy light, either waiting for death or waiting to be captured.

The god took control of the city with absolute power, and the machines provided this god with the "eyes" to distinguish between life and death.

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Mercury stood beside the burning car, raindrops dripping from his chin. He looked up at the golden dome that had taken over the entire city.

At this moment, the last wisp of golden holy light within him was drawn by the vast ocean above, surging within his veins like a living thing. The familiar seductive whispers echoed in his mind once more.

"Do you see that? This is the authority of the gods. Accept me, and you too can become a creator. The lives and deaths of tens of millions are all in your hands—"

"Shut up."

Mercury didn't even flinch. His own dark red holy light surged forth instantly, like a shredder running at full speed, engulfing the spiritual pollution within and then crushing it all to dust.

The repeated drain on his energy in the basement had long since depleted his golden light. The remaining energy he had tried to use to induce mental pollution hadn't even increased his heart rate by the slightest.

High in the sky, this city-wide micro-operation did not last long.

Within minutes, with the help of Robert's vast data, the Angels of Light dealt with the crisis throughout the city.

The dome of light began to crumble, transforming into countless golden specks that dissipated into the night sky. The screams of the crowd, the sirens of police, and the gasps of relief at regaining freedom filled the streets once more.

Mercury saw many people clasping their hands together in worship of this miracle.

It's no wonder they were so upset; even Mercury wanted to kneel down. Such a miracle truly deserves to be called a divine miracle.

"Bang."

The wind pressure dropped sharply, and the angel of holy light, which was high in the sky just a second ago, crashed down in front of Mercury, causing the wind to whip Mercury's clothes around.

Processing the status of tens of thousands of people in just a few minutes made the superhero's breathing heavier than usual.

The golden holy light emanating from him seemed to have faded somewhat.

But the angel of light showed no sign of resting, nor did he look at the civilians cheering for him.

The angel of light reached out and grabbed Mercury's shoulder, urging, "Take me to the Time Dragon."

Mercury asked with concern, "Why don't you rest for a while?"

The Holy Angel shook his head with a solemn expression: "Time is not on our side; the longer we delay, the greater the danger."

Mercury recalled the monster's methods of manipulating time and its energy-accumulating technique of stepping on its own foot with its left foot; indeed, they could not afford to delay.

Mercury was once again carried into the air by golden holy light.

But this time it wasn't the supersonic flight of Tun Tun. Mercury felt as if he had only blinked once before he arrived at the root zone from the upper zone.

Mercury estimated that the Angels of Light could fly directly out of the atmosphere.

Guided by Mercury, the two returned to the airspace above the slaughterhouse.

But by then, the slaughterhouse had long since disappeared, replaced by a huge pit, estimated to be at least twenty meters deep, which swallowed the entire slaughterhouse.

Meanwhile, at the center of the crater, a massive gray energy shield expanded and contracted like a heartbeat.

In the center of the energy shield lay a terrifying monster.

It was the Lucas that Mercury had seen, but now he had completely transcended the realm of humanity.

Its height has increased to nearly four meters, its skin has become completely scaled and has a metallic sheen, and a pair of huge wings have grown from its back, making it look like a half-humanoid dragon.

The most terrifying thing was the time belt around his waist, which looked like a ring of gray dragon scales that perfectly merged with his lizard body. The red light on it changed with the energy shield and emitted a deafening roar.

This touch of red is the only color that still exists within the gray area.

As for the bio-batteries and glass jars used to extract energy in the underground laboratory, Mercury could no longer see them. It was unknown whether he had drained them and thrown them away, or whether they had blended into the surrounding ruins.

But Mercury was surprised to find that the belt was still accumulating energy, and at an alarming speed. The numbers almost doubled with each expansion and contraction, and Mercury could no longer understand the units displayed on it.

Mercury said to the Angel of Light, "No, the bio-battery is gone. Where is it drawing power from?"

The angel of holy light said helplessly, "This is the last thing I wanted to see; he has already mastered this power."

Lucas raised his barbed head, his vertical pupils filled with fanaticism.

"Do you see this? This is the divine body formed by time! I have been waiting here for a hundred years. I no longer need those wastes as a source of power. I am the embodiment of time."

Even upon seeing the golden, radiant god of the mortal realm, he showed no fear whatsoever, not even giving the angel of holy light a chance to speak, his thick claws pointing contemptuously into the distance.

"Buzz—!"

There was no sonic boom, only a suppressed, dull resonance. The gray time field, like a silent tsunami, instantly rippled outwards.

This time, the force field did not remain within a range of tens of meters, but instead expanded outwards at an extremely exaggerated speed, covering an area larger than a football field in one go.

"Holy Angel, behold, I am the true god among men."

In this vast realm, Lucas unleashed his full potential. He casually manipulated the time scale, no longer using meager seconds or minutes, but instead measuring time in "years"!

Horrifying images spread around the streets.

On the left, the exterior walls of a multi-story office building rapidly peeled away, and the load-bearing steel bars inside rusted into dark red powder at a visible speed. The entire building, after experiencing centuries of weathering, collapsed into a pile of mud within seconds. On the right, the asphalt road was rapidly "regressing," the hard surface quickly disappeared, and weeds grew back, turning this land back into the muddy wasteland it was decades ago.

The angel of holy light appeared unmoved, but before the building collapsed and mutated, countless golden lights flashed inside, teleporting all the civilians to a distant place.

Seeing the Holy Light Angel's reaction, Lucas let out a disdainful sneer.

"So this is all the power you're supposed to have as a god among men? Your holy light is supposed to be omnipotent, so why didn't you stop my destruction?" Lucas paused for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Oh, to save people, your power can only ensure that the people inside are teleported away; you have no power left to stop me."

Lucas flapped his wings and flew into the air, reaching a position even higher than the Holy Light Angel.

"Holy Angel, to be honest, I used to admire you greatly, but now I only feel pity for you. When I gained the power to destroy the world at will, everything around me became incredibly fragile. And you, all these years, have you lived on tenterhooks every single day?"

"Life is as fragile as glass. You don't even dare to dream when you're sleeping, because you could destroy a city just by waving your hand in your dream."

"However, I'm different from you!"

With a wave of his hand, Lucas caused the building, which had just been corroded by the accelerated passage of time, to rewind time again. Almost in the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state, and even the original rust and decay disappeared, leaving it completely brand new.

"I am different from you, Holy Angel. I can destroy this world, and I can restore it at will. Therefore, I do not need to limit my power; I can change this world at will. Within my time field, everything is under my control."

Mercury looked at the angel of light with a puzzled expression, wondering what he was thinking.

Lucas was clearly a poor man who had suddenly become rich, gaining near-divine power, and wanted to show off, so he talked a lot of nonsense. It's also possible he was wary of the Holy Light Angel and wanted to test the waters first.

But why would the Holy Light Angel bother talking nonsense to him?

If Mercury possessed the power of the Holy Light Angel, he should have just gone over and punched him to pieces. What are we waiting for?

Just as Mercury was wondering, the angel of light waved his hand, causing him to fall to the ground as if weightless.

Mercury was startled; how did he end up being thrown down?