At this moment, standing before all the people of Bika was a middle-aged man with a full beard and a fierce face—the one Bika customarily called "God"!
"You aren't welcome here. If you don't want to die, get lost while you still can," the bearded god barked rudely.
"God of Bika, please don't misunderstand. We mean no harm," Gan Fall stepped forward and said. "We merely wish to bring new vitality to Bika!"
The bearded god suddenly felt the urge to curse. You came here with such fanfare just to tell me that?
What the hell was wrong with these people?
Suppressing his volatile anger, he coldly refused, "No need. We in Bika don't need it."
"No, you do!" the Skandia Chief said sincerely.
"What do you mean?" If looks could kill, the bearded god would already have sliced the other man into a thousand pieces!
"To reject the goodwill of God is also blasphemy!"
"Here, I am God!"
"Quiet," Longinus said softly.
"Yes, Divine Envoy!"
"Divine Envoy? So you're the one behind all this?" the bearded god demanded, looking up.
"Bika will be destroyed in nine years. I came here to change that," Longinus said, spinning lies as naturally as breathing.
"Pfft... Hahaha! This idiot actually said Bika will be destroyed..." The bearded god nearly laughed until tears came out.
Yet the Skandia warriors, who held boundless gratitude toward Longinus, instantly flew into a rage.
"Damn it! You disgusting bastard, how dare you disrespect the Divine Envoy!"
"Kill this blasphemous heretic! Tie him to the stake and burn him alive!"
In an instant, more than a dozen Skandia warriors charged forward atop Ice Blade Type Haki.
However, a temple guard standing behind the bearded god suddenly rushed out. Clutching the Great Pencil, he swept it horizontally, sending every charging