Theus stared wide-eyed in shock.
On second thought, it made perfect sense. Since it was a game-like system, it was only natural for it to have administrator privileges.
And since this was the Church, those privileges had naturally been given to the Pope.
It was just that no one had expected any of this to become reality.
"The power in the dream came from the awakening gods. In other words..." Theus sucked in a breath. "You might not be weaker than a god?"
"Yes!" Angelita nodded excitedly. "I might even be stronger than the Enemy of Humanity. After all, I was designed to be the strongest in the dream system!"
"Unfortunately, I can't leave this church." Angelita pointed behind her at her true body. Both the brain and the arms were embedded in the walls.
"In the dream, I was used as a central node. I wasn't actually meant to participate in combat; I only provided assistance to other dreamwalkers. That was why I was designed to be so powerful."
Got it. You're a healing fountain. Invincible by design, but unable to attack.
Theus immediately felt somewhat disappointed. "That's a shame. I wanted to see whether you could fight a god head-on. So you can't move."
"Not necessarily."
Theus: "???"
Angelita looked at Theus. "Count Theus, I intend to face the gods in battle. Will you come with me?"
Theus froze for a moment before nodding. "It would be my honor, but how do you—"
Bzzzz!
A tremendous sound of interlocking gears rang out, and Theus felt the ground beneath his feet tremble violently.
"Count Theus, unlike you who live peacefully on the North Continent, we realized long ago that war with the gods was inevitable. Through years of battles in dreams, we had already discovered that, with our strength,