"This is what the False God wants you to sacrifice yourselves for. It is your honor. You should accept it obediently."
Van Helsing naturally had no intention of playing the Holy Mother. He sneered at the archbishop, then seemed to think of something. He stopped paying attention to the archbishop and shouted into the sky, "BOSS, the battlefield can't be here."
This was New York. There were over a million believers around the cathedral alone. If they started fighting here, the scene would surely be spectacular—corpses and blood everywhere.
"Don't worry. I prepared for this long ago. Stand together, and I'll send you to the battlefield."
Andrew's voice rang out from the sky. Van Helsing nodded in satisfaction, flapped his wings, and landed on the ground. Then Tracy, Ashley, Blair, and Samantha walked over to Van Helsing together.
As for the Earth Turtle and Commander Niu Ma, they were already at the battlefield and did not need to be teleported over.
Besides the Earth Turtle and Commander Niu Ma, there was also a group from the Robot Legion over there—some had been sent over long ago, while others had been quietly delivered during this period. There were even two Nanomachinery Dragons among them.
"President Tracy, you're going to the battlefield too?"
Van Helsing was extremely surprised. In fact, not only him—when the staff and special agents saw this, they were all horrified. Madam President, don't joke around. How could you go to the battlefield?
"I'm someone who intends to become an Empress. If I don't go to the battlefield myself, how will the people acknowledge me?"
Tracy smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about me. In fact, I've followed BOSS longer than you have. I've gained many benefits from BOSS, and my combat strength isn't weak."
"Van Helsing