Amidst the fury.
The black mist surged once more.
More bloodthirsty werewolves started charging out, their target directly aimed at the figures that had descended.
"Seems like it really is a bit troublesome."
"The divine power has almost descended halfway now."
A voice chuckled softly, and a figure emerged from the nine beams of light, speaking slowly.
"Let's resolve this quickly."
"Otherwise, that Anubis God won't be able to sit still."
As one person spoke and walked out, soon another from within the light opened their mouth and stepped out.
Then came the third, the fourth.
Amidst the vast light.
Ten Holy Sanctuary Knights stood above in the sky.
The aura of the Holy Sanctuary continued to spread, even if it's merely their pure strength, the ominous aura gathering around already began to disintegrate.
Of course, this disintegration speed didn't truly affect the altar yet.
