"Okay, Brother Hugh," the fat man replied, and continued the teleportation.
In fact, his spirituality had not recovered much. If it weren't for Xiao Chuxia's blessing, the fat man would not have been able to teleport so many people at this time.
Of course, it's also thanks to the fact that the teleportation distance wasn't too far.
With a flash of white light, when the group reappeared, they were already in a small alley.
This is a quiet, almost deathly alley, filled with bluestone and red tiles, and covered with moss.
Fang Xiu didn't say much, but immediately led everyone out of the alley. He had to find the place where the Angel Child would descend as soon as possible. According to Wuwei and Kongjian's deduction, the Angel Child was about to descend. If they didn't stop it, it would be too late.
Although the Son of Angels has not yet been seen, the fact that he can be called the offspring of the Devil God suggests his high status. Once such a being descends into the world, it is likely that no one in the present world can stop him.
Soon, the group rushed out of the dark alley and into a bustling main street.
On the wide road, carriages of all sizes came and went, and shops and churches lined both sides of the street. Everywhere there were red bricks and green tiles, pavilions and flying eaves, and bright colors.
The streets were packed with pedestrians, a constant flow of people, all with smiles on their faces, their expressions filled with happiness and devotion. People could be seen everywhere standing in prayer.
What's amazing is that whenever one person prays, the people around him will stop what they're doing and join in the prayer.
This place is like a holy city, and the people in it are also pilgrims. Quiet, peaceful, and devout are the main themes of this city.
However, the moment Fang Xiu and his group appeared, it was as if some kind of balance had been broken, like heretics or cultists who had intruded into a holy land.
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