Just as it was about to touch the angels' physical forms,
the tip of the Holy Trident suddenly dimmed!
Palmar froze for a split second. Then, almost instinctively, he tried to drive it in deeper.
But the Holy Trident seemed to have become stuck. No matter how hard Palmar pushed, it would not advance even half an inch.
This scene left not only Palmar baffled—even the Speaker, far away inside the distant palace, wore a face full of shock.
A shadow flashed across the Speaker's eyes, and with a trace of anger, he said,
"What the hell is Palmar doing??"
"He was only one step away! Why did he suddenly stop?"
"No… that's not right. Palmar is steady by nature. He wouldn't make such a low-level mistake. So could it be that something is wrong with the Holy Trident??"
At that thought, even the Speaker—someone who had weathered countless storms—could no longer hide the grave expression written across his face.
What exactly was going on? Why was the Holy Trident malfunctioning??
