Good news and bad news.
This was a classic case of opposing forces canceling each other out.
The good news was that they had completed measures to seal off the heretics' bizarre means of traversal, and those measures could be activated at any time. Once activated, the entire divine kingdom would become an impregnable whole, as if the ground itself had turned to steel, leaving no chance for rabbits to burrow through.
Moreover, the people from the Sky Eye Observation Hall had followed the traces of those crossings and were close to locking onto the heretics' camp. Before long, they could completely dismantle the Holy God's greatest threat.
The dawn of victory had already appeared on the horizon. Congratulations—truly, congratulations.
The bad news was... those bastards were planning something huge!
The spies they had planted deep inside enemy territory had risked their lives to escape, bringing back terrible news—the bastards seemed ready to go all-out against the Order.
It was said that after the Pope read the report and the evidence presented to him, he remained silent for a long time. Then, with trembling hands, he removed his glasses and said, "Everyone irrelevant, leave." After that, he rang the Holy Spirit Bell.
Before long, all the Saints gathered in the Arrival Hall.
The last Saint to arrive was shrouded in Blazing Light. That petite figure strode past the waiting Saints as though no one else existed, took the seat at the head of the table, and gradually dispersed the light around her, revealing a slightly youthful face.
Wen Su.
She crossed her legs and planted her feet on the table, casting a mocking glance at the Pope, who had respectfully bowed his head. "That guy Wen Sheng really found himself a fine dog. So dutiful."
The Pope lowered his head