As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding space suddenly transformed dramatically.
The air below seemed to gradually unfold layer by layer, much like layers of mist being pulled away, revealing the scene beneath with increasing clarity and visibility. Below was not a formation or barrier, but Neskara's Mortal Realm.
Halvor was waiting for this exact scene. Until now, he had never shown himself to his people. At this most critical moment, he had no choice but to reveal himself.
By letting the people see him, their prayers would become even more devout. This devotion would continuously generate a power of faith to nourish him, providing him with an endless source of strength.
Moreover, they could also pray to the deputies. As long as their prayers were sincere enough, even if the deputies' physical forms were destroyed, their avatars would still exist and could gradually be reformed. By then, they would have no reason to fear Francis.
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