Wei Yi was not the only one who had the same reaction. On the entire fifth-floor platform, everyone's eyes fell on the endless black abyss ahead, and the platform suddenly became dead silent.

"coming!"

On the fifth floor platform, Anze opened his eyes. He stood up holding the handle of the chair, and an invisible aura emanated from him.

As the contemporary pope of the Holy See of Light, the Magister of Light, it can be said that he is the first mage in the four realms. Facing such a huge space storm, he must be the first to face it.

"All great martial masters and powerful spiritual magicians, follow me." Anze's voice was not loud, but it resounded like thunder across the fifth-floor platform.

As soon as the words fell, Anze took the lead to fly out. He turned into a golden stream of light and reached the sky above the platform in the blink of an eye.

Immediately afterwards, seven figures, four red and three white, rose into the sky, and they landed not far behind Anze. May Day exuded a strong aura.

"Look! Four cardinals, and the Pope!"

"Those three... aren't those the three deputy marshals of the empire! They are here too!"

"Oh my God, those are three great martial artists! It seems we can defend against the space storm!"

On the platform below, countless people stared at the seven gods-like figures in the sky, their eyes full of excitement.

The contemporary pope, the four cardinals, the three absolute top officials of the empire—the three deputy marshals who were almost in charge of the entire empire’s military personnel—appeared together. This was probably the first time in thousands of years!

"Are everything in place?" Anze whispered.

Soful bowed slightly and said: "The Redemption Mage Group is on standby at the rear, and I have also mobilized 400 soldiers of the Brilliant Knights to station on the first and second floors."

"There are also nineteen golden-clad priests who are all in place. We can activate the magic circle at any time."

Anze sighed and said: "Try not to activate the magic circle, the price is really high."

"Also," Anze glanced down and continued: "Pay close attention to that little guy. If he encounters an unavoidable danger, help him."

Soful was stunned for a moment, and an imperceptible smile appeared in his eyes. It seems that his last proposal has been passed!

"Boom!"

The dull thunder echoed in the air, suggesting that the space storm was gradually approaching the small space where they were.

On the platform, everyone released their weapons one after another, and rays of light lit up all over the wide platform. For a time, the depressing feeling caused by the space storm was temporarily blocked outside the platform.

Compared to others, this sense of depression did not have a great impact on Wei Yi. In addition to his own strength, the Tears of the God of Light he carried constantly exuded a bright aura around Wei Yi, providing him with

Blocking the depressing breath.

"Everyone!" Anze's voice echoed in the air: "Thank you for coming to resist the space storm regardless of the danger. I would like to express my gratitude to all those who came." After speaking, Anze bowed slightly downwards.

Such a simple action shocked everyone below. They hurriedly used their own etiquette to return the favor to Anze.

Anze said slowly: "I believe everyone knows that this is a level three space storm. Looking at the past, level three space storms only appeared more than three thousand years ago. The predecessors at that time were able to withstand it. We

You can also resist and live.”

"Behind this space is the capital of the empire - Guangming City. Tens of millions of people live here, and your relatives and friends are also in the city. If we cannot withstand it, then the storm will sweep across the city! The consequences...

....I believe everyone understands!"

There was silence below for a moment, and someone suddenly shouted: "We will win!"

"Must win!"

"We will win!"

Suddenly, slogans rang out across the entire platform. For a time, the crowd was excited, and the overall momentum of the platform temporarily rose to its highest point.

"boom!"

At this time, large swaths of purple light spread out in the black air. The space continued to fragment, the black space gaps slowly expanded, and a powerful suction force suddenly appeared on everyone.

A sound like breaking porcelain sounded, and several black vortexes slowly formed in the sky. The vortex was hundreds of feet wide, and the nearby broken space fragments were absorbed by the vortex, revealing the frighteningly dark outer space in the space.

.

"out!"

Anze shouted, and at some point, a golden cross as long as his body appeared in his hand. At the intersection of the crosses, a fist-sized golden gem suddenly burst out with brilliant light.

The light merged into the air and slowly dissipated.

A semicircular golden light curtain gradually formed in the air a thousand meters away from the edge of the first-level platform.

"Is that the Pope's weapon? Yes, the top leaders in the Holy See are all powerful magicians." Wei Yi thought to himself.

High in the sky, the vortex approached the light curtain at an extremely slow speed. As the distance approached, the pressure Wei Yi felt also increased.

"A powerful person like Senior Anze wouldn't dare to confront the power of these whirlpools head-on!" Wei Yi smiled bitterly and stared at the sky intently.

High in the sky, Anze pressed his thin hands in the air, and the light curtain outside the platform suddenly became much more solid.

Below, Wei Yi didn't actually know that at high altitude, the pressure Anze and others endured was several times greater than that below. If a golden-armored soldier faced this level of pressure, he would probably be blasted into powder immediately.

"Everyone, let me take action!" Anze shouted.

Soful and other four cardinals all have their own weapons in their hands. Soful is the only magician among the four who practices martial arts, so this is why Anze asked him to protect Wei Yi secretly.

The four bishops and three other great martial arts masters from the empire saluted Anze and then flew to different places.

They stopped one after another behind the light curtain, stretched out their hands to touch the light curtain, and injected their vast spiritual power into the light curtain, constantly improving the toughness of the protective light curtain.

Facing a level three space storm, even those as powerful as Anze would not dare to take it lightly. What's more, behind them is an entire city of tens of millions of people, and most of them are civilians. If they fail to defend the space storm, then they will become

A sinner through the ages.

Therefore, when the space storm initially hit, they did not exercise too much restraint. Instead, they tried their best to activate the light curtain and resist the first collision, so that they would feel more relaxed later on.

Under the urging of the top experts, the light curtain became more and more solid. The spatial fluctuations caused by the vortex gradually approached the light curtain, but were blocked by the light curtain and could no longer move forward an inch.

Driven by the storm, the space debris turned into pieces of invisible sharp blades, flying in the dark sky. These fragments are pure space energy, invisible and intangible.

But although the eight people in the air are all powerful, even the four bishops can only vaguely sense the trajectory of the debris and avoid it. If you want to block the attack of the space debris, I am afraid only Anze can do it.

Except for Pope Anze who was in the center, the other seven people were on the edge of the light curtain, alert to the approaching whirlpool.

They know the limits of the light curtain very well in their hearts. If a part of the light curtain is broken in a collision, they can make up for it in time.
Chapter completed!