Holy Light enveloped all of Damian.

As countless people watched, the light seemed to be filled with drifting dandelion seeds, or perhaps innumerable Angel wings fluttering down.

But there was no doubt.

Now, after nine hundred days, this city-wide Light of Healing, unleashed by a Tier Eight Priest, was a veritable Miracle.

"Lord Bishop!"

"It’s Lord Bishop He’an!!!"

"Heavens, what kind of Miracle is this! I think my joint pain is gone."

"Oh, my Lord! This must be the Miracle from the Bishop’s prayers! This is absolutely the Power of my Lord!"

"..."

The crowd was bathed in the radiance.

Everyone felt a sense of comfort, like bathing in a hot spring on a winter’s day.

The sensation was so intense that some people couldn’t help but moan in pleasure.

Moreover, this Power was itself a Skill for large-scale healing of illnesses and injuries.

So, it wasn’t long before those who came to their senses caused the crowd to erupt in an uproar.

Large numbers of believers began to cry out, "My Lord."

They crossed their arms over their chests in prayer, as orderly as the most disciplined soldiers.

As for the Blood Hunters enveloped in this Power, they felt almost exactly the same as the people in the squares and on the streets.

They were stunned by the scale of this sacred Power, the likes of which they had never seen before.

They were also stunned by the transcendent spiritual experience it brought.

’So, could someone with such Power... could a person like that really be evil?’

’Let alone a spy planted by the Blood Race?’

The Blood Hunters were at a loss.

And just as they stood there in a daze, a figure appeared within the pillar of light from which the Miracle descended.

Tier Eight He’an, using the power of Elementalization, had manifested a colossal phantom image of himself nearly a thousand meters tall.

The giant held a Scepter and was clad in a Priest’s Robe.

His entire body flowed with a white halo of light. The giant now stood in the void, and with a slight lean, he took in all of Damian City with a single glance.

Then, the holy figure simply tapped the ground lightly with his Scepter.

Instantly, all the strange phenomena vanished.

In their place, the gloomy winter clouds that had blanketed Damian City completely disappeared.

Golden sunlight spilled down.

The moment everyone looked up, the sacred, gigantic figure was silhouetted against the golden twilight, looking exactly like a true Deity.

At that moment, everyone who witnessed the scene was dumbfounded.

Whether they were commoner believers, ignorant nobles, or the Blood Hunters.

Who could possibly remain calm while looking upon such a sight?

Awe?

Excitement?

Fear?

These emotions were written on the faces of nearly everyone in Damian City.

For a moment, time seemed to freeze once more.

It was followed by a stir in the crowd.

The commoner believers, moved to excitement, prayed with even greater piety.

The ignorant nobles trembled, either falling to their knees or collapsing entirely.

As for the Blood Hunters? They were already so terrified they were at a complete loss, looking around in bewilderment.

"A Deity!!!"

"A true Deity!"

"Our world is saved!!!"

"Besides the Blood God, our world has finally welcomed a Deity who can protect the Human Race!!!"

Looking at the holy phantom of the Priest, at the sanctity within the golden twilight,

an old Blood Hunter suddenly, for reasons unknown, shouted out with tears of excitement in his eyes!

Not all Blood Hunters were content to be the lackeys of the Nobility and other powerful figures.

Their very existence, their will, was forged by the desire to fight the Blood Race and protect the Empire and the Human Race.

This was true even for the nobles among the Blood Hunters, who didn’t even care about the lives of Commoners and ordinary people.

But faced with this situation, who could say they weren’t moved?

After all, becoming a Blood Hunter came at a price.

And now, seeing this so-called Bishop before them, this so-called Power from the Deities, they finally saw another, safer Path to the Extraordinary.

"Is this the Power of an Outer God?"

"It’s truly intoxicating~"

"If only, if only this Power had existed in our world from the very beginning~"

"What a pity... there’s no going back."

At this very moment, the one who felt this most deeply was undoubtedly the Blood Hunter Second Legion Commander, Joyce. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He stared blankly at the holy figure in the sky, his eyes filled with infinite obsession and even yearning.

But in the end, all that remained in his eyes was endless greed.

And within this holy radiance, the disguise of the Blood Hunter Second Legion Commander, Joyce, was completely torn away!

That’s right!

When the Holy Light faded and people tore their gazes away from the holy figure,

someone finally noticed that something was wrong with Joyce!!!

"Heavens!!! What is that?"

"The Blood Race? Isn’t Damian City one of the Empire’s heartland cities? How can a member of the Blood Race be here?"

"No!!! Look! He... he’s a Blood Hunter Legion Commander!!!"

"..."

In front of the square, sharp-eyed people had already gotten a clear look at the figure’s face and were crying out in alarm.

"Commander Joyce??"

"How is this possible!!! You... you’re a member of the Blood Race?!!"

Some of the Blood Hunters next to Joyce, who were not in on the secret, were the first to notice the change in him.

They shook their heads in confusion.

Their expressions were filled with utter disbelief.

Meanwhile, the Blood Hunters perched on the surrounding rooftops also saw this scene clearly.

"Look!"

"This is the Empire!"

"The Empire that everyone believes to be so holy and powerful!"

"The Second Legion Commander of the Blood Hunters is a member of the Blood Race. Don’t you all find that ridiculous?"

"And since the Second Legion Commander is of the Blood Race... well, citizens of the Empire, and all of you, what do you suppose the other Legion Commanders of the Blood Hunters are?"