Satan had said that if you were putting on a show, you had to see it through.
So his people would still make a move against us next.
But his people would know their limits. We might be in danger, but our lives would definitely not be at risk.
However, he also reminded me that the ones making a move might not be only his people. The Church might be involved as well.
The Church had already received news of Yuda and Crow's deaths, and they had confirmed that we were responsible.
Although the Church did not dare to publicize the matter, since they had secretly entered Great Xia and had been the ones to provoke us first, they could only swallow their broken teeth. But that did not stop them from seeking revenge. Among the Twelve Apostles were those close to Yuda, and beneath the Twelve Apostles were many more of their brothers and friends.
So my situation was actually very dangerous.
If not for the power of the heart core—if it had not stepped forward every time to control my body and unleash its tremendous energy—I might have died countless times already.
With my current meager skills, forget the Twelve Apostles. Even a bishop like Crow could easily deal with me.
Of course, they did not truly dare to do that. Every game had its rules, and if no one followed them, the world would have descended into chaos long ago.
"There's light over there!" Jiang Xiaohui suddenly pointed into the distance.
There really was light, and it was not the eerie green glow we had seen before. It carried a hint of golden radiance.
"Holy Light!" A Tai said softly.
That was right. I also believed it was Holy Light, but why would Holy Light appear on