Behind the Saint

Everything was now clear.

The Saint.

The one they thought was most useless, most gravely injured, and incapable of anything, was playing the most crucial role.

He was behind all these events.

The decisive blow that Rufiel and the God of Endurance had meticulously prepared for 300 years.

It was now erupting.

Events unfolded in a dizzying whirlwind.

And the sight of being helplessly battered and worn down amidst it all was strikingly similar to the joint operation of the God of Endurance and Rufiel during the Heavenly War 300 years ago.

Slowly.

The Evil God turned around...