It had only been fifteen short minutes since the landing, yet unprecedented chaos had already begun to sprout branches across this hell.
Now, as Huai Shi advanced, more and more Dog-headed Angels spread out in every direction.
Within the darkness of the Gospel Throne, amid flesh and flowers, ashes and bones, among all living things and creatures, an invisible poison was gradually emerging.
It was a plague.
As vicious seeds sprouted amid countless deaths, a plague known as the plague of faith spread soundlessly.
"Go on, go on."
Huai Shi closed his eyes, listening to the countless fanatical murmurs drifting on the wind, and smiled silently.
Along the path he had walked, a cluster of pure white irises silently bloomed.
So fragrant.
But this pleasant, tranquil period of growth did not last long.
The instant the first squad of War Angels defected in the darkness and chose to abandon darkness for something even darker, an enraged roar rang out throughout the Gospel Throne.
The sound of shattering thunder echoed without end.
It was as though some enormous creature were rapidly descending, racing through this paradise.
In an instant, the arsenal shook violently, and its towering vault shattered with a tremendous crash.
An eerie gray-black radiance stabbed down through the breach!
Sandra instinctively raised her stone shield, but her vision went dark in an instant, and blood began to flow uncontrollably from her nose and mouth.
Even the holy shield passed down through her family for a thousand years hissed beneath the searing Brilliant Light!
Beyond the breach stood a colossal, jaw-dropping giant.
Its terrifying build rivaled even the Gnome King's. It could not even squeeze into the arsenal; through the gap, only half of its solemn, majestic face was visible as it looked down.
That gray-black light was its gaze.