Meanwhile, Lanci's eyes tightened, and electric sparks overflowed in his pupils, as lightning descended from the sky, striking the center of the hurricane precisely.
The battle erupted once again.
In an instant, icy white crystals fell from the heavens, leaving not even ashes of the corpses of void beings on the ground.
"Strange, where do I have so much Power of Faith from..."
Standing firmly on the ice field condensed by his Magic Power, Lanci mused to himself, puzzled.
This time he finally understood the reason for his increase in strength.
It turns out it wasn't that void beings had inexplicably weakened.
Instead, he had indeed become stronger.
Even across the Phantom Realm's alien space, Lanci felt like an overwhelming amount of Power of Faith was penetrating the dimensional wall, ready to bless him, giving him the faint premonition of beginning to transform towards the Ninth-Order Divine Domain.
