"...is this guy crazy?" Even Ye Qingxuan had not expected things to develop so suddenly.
Hendel ignored the wounds he had just received and the cracks in his Scepter that had not yet been repaired. He gave up on trying to sort out the chaotic music theory, and instead, he went all in. He had nothing left to lose, and so he gambled with his life.
Would he really be so ridiculous?
As he stared at the huge beam of light above the sea fortress, Ye Qingxuan suddenly felt his teeth hurt.
Of course, he knew what it was. In fact, just about everyone in the world knew what it was.
This was the heir of the Holy Name's core power, the "inhuman strength" that every saint possessed. It came from the essence of the Holy Cauldron and conformed to the call of the Holy Bible, giving humanity the power of God.