A hundred thousand special forces soldiers clad in Powered Armor and armed with Gatling Infinite Bullet Machine Guns descended from the sky, surrounding the monastery on all sides.
From above, the monastery had become Ring upon Ring Entertainment Co., Ltd.
"Group One, ready. Group Two, attack the front entrance. Group Three, attack the rear entrance. Group Four, scale the walls. Group Five, rappel down!" As a certain adjutant issued this string of orders, Pigello stared in utter amazement.
In just ten minutes, the daughter from his script had been successfully rescued.
Teams of nuns were dragged out by the special forces soldiers.
"You've got a lot of nerve, oppressing the God of War's daughter!" the adjutant berated them fiercely.
"For God's sake, please forgive us, God of War Pigello." The elderly abbess pleaded while making the sign of the cross.
"Fine. Send them to meet God, and let God forgive them." As Pigello spoke, he reached out and covered his daughter's eyes.
"No, Father, spare them. At least they gave me food to eat." His daughter, Feiqin, pleaded.
"You... you truly are a kind child. Forget it. Send them to the Patrol Police Station." Pigello waved a hand.
"Yes, God of War Your Excellency." The adjutant snapped to attention and dispatched 9,999 special forces soldiers to escort those vile nuns to the local police station.
Afterward, Pigello took his child to a villa in the suburbs.
As for where the villa came from, it had been arranged by a staff officer.
From then on, Pigello lived a life of raising and doting on his daughter, casually enjoying high society in the city, every day filled with boundless joy.
Whenever he felt irritated, he would go slap some faces around and play the Super Hero.
Was that all there was to