Colonial Suit

The spiritual energy of the sky rushed towards Mia's palm, but what followed was a dense stream of light. Those were all the attacks of the Arbiters, and each stream of light was the core original power of an Arbiter. If hit, Mia would probably be seriously injured at that moment.

The reaping of the twin siblings was indeed amazing, but at this moment, the Arbiters had already been aroused to fight by Trius. How could they be afraid?

The pride of the Boca people is ingrained in their bones, even if they die, they must die with glory!

The eruption of hundreds of Arbiters was extremely astonishing. Even if it was only Meteor-level, the combined power could collapse the void. The void in front of Mia shattered layer by layer in front of the stream of light, just like the waves being hit by the bow of a ship. The void behind her began to solidify, sealing off every inch of space Mia could move.

This is what makes the Boca people so troublesome. Their light original power can block the void and cause serious mental damage, so even stronger people in the Second World are unwilling to fight them. Because that means it's not worth the loss. What if you can kill the Boca people? It's enough to have a headache if you're touched by the light original power.

This kind of energy that only the Boca people can use is simply the nemesis of everyone who is good at the spiritual field.

Mia, will be no exception.

But the difference is that she is not alone.

The Boca people are indeed the most skilled race in manipulating light, but they are not the only ones. If there is anyone in this world who is equally good at it, then there is a profession that can be slightly related.

That is...

Priest.

At some point, a figure appeared in front of Mia. He was wearing a black priest's robe, with twelve light spheres surrounding his shoulders. Facing the overwhelming stream of light. He just smiled slightly.

He lowered his head and quietly opened the Bible in his hand.

"God said, let there be light."

A ray of light suddenly rose, like a newborn sun, dispelling the dark clouds in the sky. Its dazzling point even made the Boca people involuntarily squint their eyes.

"God separated light from darkness, called light day. Called darkness night. So there was night, and there was dawn."

Heaven and earth were divided into two halves, one half light, one half darkness. So the streams of light in the sky had a destination, and they all flew towards the light. Like moths to a flame.

A breeze blew by, Robbie's priest robe fluttered, and he looked at the streams of light flying towards the light again. A look of pity appeared on his face.

Then, he raised his finger. He turned a page of the Bible.

"A new day has come."

Boom!

There was no sound, but everyone felt the earth shake. In an instant, day and night reversed, darkness suddenly appeared in the light, and sunlight appeared in the darkness. All the streams of light that were invested in the light were swallowed by the darkness in an instant, and a burst of wailing sounded in the square in front of the temple.

Visibly to the naked eye, the eyes of the Arbiters were dull, and their bodies trembled, as if they were experiencing the most terrifying hell on earth. Black spots also began to appear on their originally healthy bodies. Just like the plague of hell.

The black spots spread, devouring their light original power, and also devouring their flesh, spiritual energy. When the vision between heaven and earth disappeared, where were the shadows of these Arbiters in the square?

More than three hundred Arbiters were all turned into small piles of dust. A breeze blew by, and there was no trace left.

The whole place was silent...

The surviving Arbiters stared blankly at the quiet and elegant Robbie. A trace of fear flowed from the depths of their eyes.

The Boca people are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of losing light. As a race of light, they spend their lives in light. They love light, they admire light, and they cannot live without light for a minute. But similarly, they will hate or fear darkness even more. For high-level Boca people. Darkness is a dirty and ugly evil thing, and for low-level Boca people, darkness is simply poison.

In just a moment, the light summoned by Robbie was so attractive that even the Arbiters who had not joined the battle circle had a desire to invest in it.

But in an instant, the light turned into darkness, but it scared them into a cold sweat.

They couldn't imagine what kind of evil could create such an illusion. If they hadn't controlled their desire just now. The result...

Robbie, with his fluttering robes, suddenly became an extremely evil existence in their eyes.

But what they didn't know was that, in fact, what Robbie showed them was not an illusion. His fingers rubbed on the slightly yellow pages of the Bible, and a trace of emotion flowed in Robbie's eyes.

"God brought you light, but you will never think about where the darkness went. This is the sorrow of fools."

"Blasphemer!"

A thunderous roar suddenly sounded in the square, and almost all the Arbiters rose with an uncontrollable anger after the initial fear. Robbie's move gave them a throbbing from the bottom of their hearts, making them have a desire to kill Robbie.

This does not require any orders, it is the anger of the race of light towards the blasphemer. It is nature, it is blood feud.

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In an instant, all the surviving Arbiters rushed towards Robbie from all directions, rushing towards this man who blasphemed the light. His priest's robe is the most evil existence in the universe, and his smile is the devil.

The twin siblings also appeared next to Robbie at the same time, Mia raised her machine gun, and Bossi turned out the silver silk.

But just as they were about to do it, they heard Robbie say softly. "No need."

He silently looked at the swarming Arbiters, with a look of pity in his eyes.

"They are all good children, they are lost lambs. In a sense, they and I believe in the same kind of light. It's a pity that they only focus on the light itself, but are unwilling to face the back of the light."

Robbie's hands drooped, the Bible flashed and disappeared, and two balls of light slipped into his hands. Vaguely, you can see the letters 'el' in the light sphere.

"This is escape..."

Robbie said, his voice was very soft, very soft. But the light spheres in his hands gradually became clear, revealing the main body of the gun.

"I, cannot indulge. I must teach them the true meaning of light."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he came to the center of the Arbiters. The black priest's robe fluttered in the wind, but he faced the overwhelming stream of light and the Arbiters, and greeted them without fear.

With a wave of both hands, the gunshots rang out, and the two Arbiters rushing in the front had already planted their heads in mid-air. The body collapsed into fly ash.

"Light is salvation."

Robbie's voice echoed in the field, and his figure shuttled through the streams of light and enemies. In everyone's eyes, he slid, backed, rotated, and tilted. He doesn't need to see to know where the enemy is. He doesn't need to hear to feel the enemy's trajectory. His figure is more like dancing than fighting.

A dance that belongs to faith, belongs to Robbie, and belongs to the soul.

Gunshots...

Ringing...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)