บท 483: Separation

Boom! In the sky, the vortex was quaking.

A few fissures appeared and expanded from the vortex as if a hammer was beating on the fragile material enchantment. This was the anger of the Saints. Merely their change of mood was difficult for reality to bear.

In the aether vortex, Wagner's face was livid. "Gaius, you are crazy."

"Would anyone normal in the world join the Revolutionaries?" Gaius couldn't help but laugh. "You've regarded me as a madman for decades. It's too late to tell me this now."

"Is that so? Then the time left for your deathbed repentance will end now." Wagner reached out his hand coldly. "Pay for your sins!"

The illusion of the horrible Valkyrie before him almost condensed into substance. The war was about to begin. She came out from the legend. Galloping on the battlefield to collect the spirits of the dead, the Grim Reaper raised his hand. Then the spear of thunder grew larger.