Three people sat around the round table: two men and a woman, all dressed in suits and ties.
On the left sat a red-haired girl, petite and beautiful.
She propped her cheek up with one hand and idly scrolled on her phone with the other, looking utterly bored.
On the other side sat a black-haired young man with red lips, pearly teeth, and eyes that shone like stars. He was so handsome that women would scream at the sight of him.
He held the Black Bible in both hands and read with solemn reverence. His clear voice echoed softly through the spacious room.
Between them sat a middle-aged man with white hair.
His features were sharply defined, as if carved from stone. His eyebrows were long and thick, deep lines ran from either side of his nose to the corners of his mouth, and his downturned lips gave his face an air of both authority and coldness.
These two men and one woman were the world-famous Apocalypse Knights.
The red-haired girl was Ophi, the War Horseman, and the black-haired young man was Famon, the Famine Knight.
The white-haired middle-aged man between them was the leader of their group, Plate, the Pestilence Knight.
Any one of them could make a small or medium-sized country tremble.
The three of them gathered together, representing the Foundation Church's most powerful forces.
Unfortunately, one was missing.
Plate sat with his eyes closed, as if in a deep meditative state. The other two didn't disturb him.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyelids, revealing eyes that were completely white, without pupils.
The most powerful man in the Foundation Church's present-day world was blind.
But he didn't use his eyes to observe his surroundings. Instead, he possessed other senses far sharper than most, along with