Next, everyone would face a terrifying existence far above the level of a Saint, one capable of sweeping across the entire world.
Kerisha herself, wielding Cait Sith I, already posed a threat of that caliber, not to mention the Knight Faction under her command, which was capable of suppressing all of England.
Before such power, both the Royal Faction and the Puritan Faction could only flee. Yet now they had to rely on the Amakusa-Style Church to fight against it. Was that not difficult enough already?
Therefore, everyone in the Amakusa-Style Church wore grave expressions.
Gohwa included, her small hands clenched tightly.
This small church from the Far East had already exhausted all its strength merely to follow in the footsteps of the Female Pope, who was a Saint.
Now that they were about to face a force countless levels beyond a Saint, their hearts were surely already full of pressure.
Even so, there was not the slightest trace of fear in their eyes.
As long as someone in front of them needed saving, they would certainly extend a helping hand.
That was the creed of the Amakusa-Style Church.
Now, all of England needed that helping hand from them.
Since that was the case, the Amakusa-Style Church naturally would not shrink from its duty.
Kanzaki learned that from everyone's eyes.
She buried her immense relief deep within her heart and could only suppress her emotions as she explained, seemingly to ease the pressure in everyone's hearts.
"Fortunately, after fighting Fang Li, Cait Sith I has already lost fifty percent of its power. Another twenty percent remains with Cait Sith II, leaving Princess Kerisha with only thirty percent."
This was the only good news.
"If Cait Sith I still possessed eighty percent of its power and remained in England, Princess Kerisha