The sky lit up with five orbs, each glowing as brightly as the sun. Several figures, illuminated by the radiant light, ascended into these orbs, leaving this world behind.


    "Thank you all! Thank you for saving Earth!"


    "Thank you so much!"


    Wilbur watched as those figures ascended toward the heavens, memories of his happiest moments from childhood to now flooding his mind. The warm sunlight, the tranquil life... All of it made him feelpelled to express his gratitude to these departing figures.


    At this moment, one figure halted in front of him.


    "Kortlin."


    "Sir, thank you so much."


    "Kortlin, it''s me who should be thanking you."


    Kortlin smiled gently at Wilbur and said, "The formation will disappear in three days. During these three days, you must convert all the dark energy within the formation into the power of light. Over the next three months, you need to restore peace to Burd Bay. Only then will Earth truly have a chance. Remember, this time, Earth only has one year. If you don''t eliminate the Dark Lord within this year, Earth will be consumed by darkness. When that timees, no one will be able to save it."


    "Thank you."


    "You''re wee. My task isplete. Farewell, Wilbur."


    With these words, Kortlin smiled gently at Wilbur. As Wilbur watched, Kortlin turned into a shower of glowing particles and dispersed into the air.


    At that moment, Wilbur was struck by a sudden realization. Kortlin was also an incarnation of the Child of Light. To prevent mortals from reaching the inds, the Child of Light created Kortlin as the guardian spirit of the formation.


    Taking a deep breath, Wilbur finally understood everything. He knew that an even greater responsibility now rested on his shoulders. From this moment on, he alone must save Earth.


    As the dimensional interlopers left the inds, the formation in the sky vanished again. The swirling waters around the ind slowly came to a halt. Wilbur descended gracefully, holding the Light Helmet in his hands and examining it carefully.


    Just then, two beams of white light shed by, and Symon and Aisha appeared on either side of Wilbur. They had been fighting for their lives in a special dark dimension. Suddenly, they felt a powerful force pulling them out of that nightmarish realm.


    Now, catching their breath and still shaken from the ordeal, Symon and Aisha''s eyes were fixated on the Light Helmet in Wilbur''s hands.


    "The Light Helmet, Wilbur. Did you find the Light Helmet?" Symon eximed in astonishment.


    "Hmph, Mister Wilbur, I hope you won''t forget your deal with Holy Illuminati Church," Aisha added.


    Before this, Symon and Aisha had been courteous with him. But now, after seeing the Light Helmet in Wilbur''s possession, their eyes gleamed with greed. After all, the Light Helmet was something the Pope desired greatly. Whoever presented it to the Pope would be rewarded handsomely.