In a tall building next to the Shanghai Tower,

A foreigner in a suit watched in awe as everything that was happening in the sky was unfolding.

This person was none other than Saint Andrew, the head of the Western Andrews Foundation in China.

As a master of Diamond Street,

Although it was impossible to accurately sense the true strength of that sky-covering, world-destroying battle formation,

However, that terrifying aura,

This made him, a Diamond Master, truly feel fear and trembling...

He took a deep breath.

Then, he silently dialed the phone.

"Reporting to the Bishop, there is an important matter to report from the Dragon Kingdom's Demon Capital..."

On the other end of the phone,

He is one of the four cardinals of the Holy See.

Also St. Andrew's superior, Cardinal St. John,

"What could be so important that it warrants you contacting me by phone?"

St. Andrew replied earnestly, "It's very important, Bishop. You should come and see for yourself."

On the other end of the phone, St. John was silent for a moment, then replied:

"Alright, go ahead and activate the All-Seeing Eye."

"OK."

Saint Andrews respectfully hung up the phone.

He then walked to the wall behind his desk.

There is a painting hanging on this wall.

The portrait depicts countless angels dancing around the savior.

St. Andrew silently extended his hand.

A white light shone in his eyes.

Then, the white light split into two beams.

He pointed directly at the eyes of the savior in the portrait.

moment,

The entire portrait began to shimmer with a hazy white light.

The savior in that portrait at that moment

His eyes actually began to move nimbly.

Her entire body shone with a holy light, as if she had come alive...

It's as if someone sees through a portrait,

I started observing everything around me...

"Welcome, Bishop!" St. Andrew knelt respectfully on one knee.

The savior in the portrait is looking at Saint Andrew:

“Ander…”

"Bishop, please feel free to give me any instructions!!"

"Idiot!! Take the painting down!! What am I supposed to see hanging here?!!"

"Oh... Oh oh!!"

Saint Andrew then hurriedly got up,

The painting was taken down.

Holding the painting, I walked to the large French windows.

"Up a bit!! A little more to the left, can you tilt it a little?! Idiot, don't bump your head!!!"

The savior in the portrait is talking incessantly.

He kept directing Saint Andrew to change his posture.

Finally, after achieving a satisfactory angle for viewing the exterior from the portrait,

The savior then stopped talking.

At this time, Saint Andrew,

Holding onto the massive painting, which was three meters tall, he stood behind it in a wide-open split, on the verge of tears.

"Bishop, could we connect via video call next time...?"

"You know nothing!!" The savior in the portrait curled his lip.

"How can you truly feel the actual situation through a video call? With China's communication management methods, aren't you just bluffing around and waiting to be caught?!"

"Yes, your teachings are correct..."

Saint Andrew stared speechlessly at the nearly nine enormous paintings, each about his size, that he was dragging along.

Compared to video calls, this is what you call being ostentatious...

"Quiet!!"

The savior in the portrait commanded again.

Subsequently,

St. John's attention was completely drawn to the endless battle formations in the sky.

In the sky,

Those densely packed white phantoms

Under the guidance of Ye Ran, who was incarnate as the White Emperor,

That terrifying killing intent, that soaring fighting spirit

It almost tore the sky apart.

"What...what the hell is this?!" St. John, who was looking at everything through the portrait, was utterly shocked.

Even through a medium,

He could even feel his perfect divine kingdom of laws beginning to tremble involuntarily.

The last time I had this feeling,

He remembered that it was only when he was standing next to the Pope, who was firing on all cylinders.

No.......

Even the time with the Pope wasn't as violent as today's shaking...

Saint Andrew then asked:

"Bishop, what exactly is that? Ever since that thing appeared, I've found it difficult to connect with my own power of laws..."

St. John stared blankly at the endless battle formations in the sky:

"That's because there are no other laws governing this area of ​​the sky..."

"In other words, the power of the laws in this area has been completely absorbed by that divine miracle in the sky..."

Upon hearing St. John's explanation,

Saint Andrew was even more bewildered: "This... how is this possible? How can the power of the laws governing the world be taken over by someone else for their own use?!"

St. John muttered blankly to himself:

"Yes, how could the power of the laws governing the world be taken over by someone else? Even the Pope couldn't do that... unless..."

In a short time,

St. John seemed to have a sudden realization: "Could it really be like that...?"

As St. John spoke, the eyes of the Savior in the portrait lit up slightly.

It seems like they're expecting something...

Standing on the rooftop of the Shanghai Tower,

Bai Xu appeared to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, he was constantly using his divine sense to survey everything around him.

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