Sanctuary of Rest.
Morton stood within that extraordinarily complex array, but he did not communicate with the deity.
He was no prophet, and he could not do that.
At that moment, his ears twitched slightly, and he turned around.
Under his gaze, the void seemed to lift a curtain, revealing the figures of Luo Yan and Pulle.
Only then did a black cloak gradually emerge from the air. It was as if an invisible person were supporting it from within, giving the cloak a human shape. Yet when one looked inside from the hood, there was nothing to be seen.
"You can go now. Go back and help Xiao Bai."
Luo Yan said this to You Wu, and the latter nodded. The black cloak then faded from sight and vanished into the chapel's space.
"How wondrous."
"Is this the strange object of the East?"
Morton turned to Pulle. "I never expected that we would meet under these circumstances."
Pulle slowly unrolled the sheepskin scrolls. When they fell to the ground, an ancient-standard long spear appeared in the colonel's hand.
The God-slaying Spear, Longinus!
"I never expected it either. I never thought that one day things would develop into this."
"But you're the one who caused all this, Morton!"
Pulle raised the spear and pointed it at Morton.
Morton's expression remained calm. "Regardless of what caused it, things have come to this. I have nothing to say."
He looked at Luo Yan again. "However, I'm surprised."
"I thought you Easterners would keep your promises, but I never expected you to take such action before the duel."
"To be honest, I'm a little disappointed."
Luo Yan said solemnly, "This operation isn't aimed at you, General Morton."
Morton said, "Oh," and spread his hands. "You infiltrated Freedom City, entered the Papal Hall, came