บท 287: Assault on Hell’s Gate - 05

As Mammon's corruptive influence surged forward, the holy barrier trembled under the relentless assault. The air crackled with a discordant energy as the malevolent force clashed against the sanctified protection erected by the Vatican Paladin.

The barrier flickered, its golden glow momentarily dimming under the overwhelming pressure of Mammon's greed. Dark tendrils of corruption snaked their way through the divine defenses, probing for weak points and attempting to unravel the sacred weave that held them together.

The soldiers within the defensive perimeters could feel the palpable tension in the air as Mammon's corruption sought to infiltrate their haven. The ground beneath them quivered as if struggling to withstand the weight of the demonic influence.