However.
Faced with Golden Crocodile Douluo's angry questioning, Bibi Dong didn't even look at him.
Her scarlet eyes, which were as deep as a prison and seemed to contain a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, just calmly glanced at her six subordinates with completely different auras.
But the sea of her mind has already set off huge waves!
Just now, on the way here, her mental power enveloped the entire Worship Hall like a spider web.
She "saw" it.
Yue Guan's Soul Power fluctuates, is powerful and domineering, and is not inferior to Subduing Demon Douluo at level ninety-six. That is the domain of the truly strong!
She also "saw" it.
Gui Mei's handsome, almost eerie face, and the pitch-black robe on his body that seemed to be able to swallow light and soul, exuded a heart-stopping ominousness and deathly silence.
She even "saw" the most incredible scene!
The six of them joined forces, and with just the convergence of momentum, they forced Golden Crocodile Douluo, the old crocodile who was only one step away from Peerless Douluo, to take three steps back!
In an instant, the anger that arose due to "betrayal" was quietly extinguished.
No.
This is not betrayal.
This is an evolution... that she cannot understand and cannot control!
And the source of all these shocking changes points to the mysterious existence they respectfully call "Senior".
A restaurant owner?
Lin Feng!
Bibi Dong's red lips silently raised a hint of coldness to the extreme, but also had a somewhat fiery arc.
It is the passion of a hero who discovers a new continent, mixed with greed and desire to conquer!
An existence that can change the title of Douluo and change his destiny!
Such power...
It must be in my hands!
It only deserves to be in my hands!
At this moment, facing Golden Crocodile Douluo's unyielding gaze, Bibi Dong finally slowly raised his eyes.
That indifferent gaze fell on this Second Worship for the first time.
"Noisy."
The red lips parted slightly, just two words.
Before he finished speaking, a purplish-black spiritual thought as condensed as substance, like Spear of Rakshasa, crossed the space and pierced Golden Crocodile Douluo's Sea of Consciousness!
The tyrannical Soul Power on Bibi Dong exploded instantly!
"Uh-"
Golden Crocodile Douluo felt that his soul was trembling. Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul, who he was so proud of, even whined and stepped back a few steps. For a moment, he felt that his energy and blood were not flowing smoothly, and his face turned red!
After doing all this, Bibi Dong seemed to have just brushed away a grain of dust.
She turned her gaze back to Yue Guan and the others, with an unpredictable arc at the corner of her mouth.
"Very good."
Her voice was calm, yet filled with unparalleled majesty.
"I will be in retreat for one month."
"You guys have given me a big surprise."
She didn't ask about the reason or the process, she just made a faint comment.
Then, turn around.
"Gone."
"Yes, His Holiness the Pope!"
Chrysanthemum Douluo and the others felt shocked, immediately responded respectfully, and stood up without hesitation.
Just as he turned to leave, Chrysanthemum Douluo paused slightly in his steps.
He looked back.
With eyes that were a mixture of pity and fanaticism, he glanced at the faces in the hall that had been stunned for a long time, and whose worldview was collapsing and broken.
His voice no longer held any reverence for the Worship Hall, only a kind of... "insight" from a forerunner to the lost.
"Your worship."
"A miracle has come to Spirit City."
He smiled slightly, the enthusiasm in his eyes almost overflowing.
"I advise you not to miss the only opportunity to touch 'God' in this life because of your own insignificance and ignorance."
After the words fell, he stopped staying.
Together with Ghost Douluo and others, they turned into several streams of light, closely following Bibi Dong's aloof and peerless figure, and disappeared at the end of the Worship Hall.
Dead silence.
Inside the Worship Hall, there was only deathly silence.
And Subduing Demon Douluo, in his mind, the last words of Yue Guan before he left were echoing crazily, like a divine sentence.
"Don't miss... the only opportunity to touch 'God' in this life because of your own insignificance and ignorance."
God!
"Yue Guan..."
Subduing Demon Douluo murmured in despair, his voice was too hoarse to sound like a human voice.
"That guy, what he said is actually true! Maple Dye Pavilion..."
To be able to make Elder Council people's strength improve so hugely in just two days, there is probably no other possibility except God's explanation, right?
The next second, all the emotions in his heart suddenly turned into the craziest greed and passion!
He raised his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes were ignited by an unprecedented enthusiasm!
"A miracle..."
"That store..."
"I... I want to go too!!!"
After that, Subduing Demon Douluo's figure turned into a stream of light, and regardless of any shouts behind him, he rushed out of the Worship Hall!
"Seventh Elder!"
Golden Crocodile Douluo's face changed, and he subconsciously tried to stop him.
However, the hand he extended froze in mid-air.
A sigh.
A sigh that seemed to come from eternity ago quietly echoed in the empty hall.
The sigh was very soft, but it seemed to contain some kind of will to follow the rules, instantly calming all the agitated Soul Power and violent atmosphere in the hall.
"Second child."
The voice sounded again, old and plain, but with unquestionable majesty.
"Let him be."
Golden Crocodile Douluo's mountain-like body shook violently. He slowly retracted his hand, turned around, and bowed his head respectfully toward the eternal shadow in the deepest part of the Worship Hall.
"But Big Brother..."
That's right, there is only one person in the Spirit Hall who can make Golden Crocodile Douluo of Level 98 so respectful.
Grand Elder, Qian Daoliu.
A living legend!
However, before Golden Crocodile Douluo could finish speaking, the old voice sounded again, with a hint of heart-stopping coldness.
"Besides, you can go too."
"Bring half of the Worship Hall's manpower."
"Go and have a look."
"What exactly... is hidden in that place?"
There was no trace of emotion in Qian Daoliu's voice.
His whole life was dedicated to the supreme God of Angels.
Angel God is the meaning of his existence and the entirety of his soul.
But now.
Just under the brilliance of Spirit City, just under the brilliance of Angel Divine Light, a... heresy was born that could pollute the faith?
A "false god" who can make arrogant people like Yue Guan and Gui Mei crazy about him and change his family for him?
This is no longer a challenge.
This is blasphemy!
It was a defilement of the sacred order that he had guarded throughout his life!
Worship Hall In the deepest shadow, a pair of golden eyes that seemed to have been silent for a thousand years slowly opened.
There was no anger or fear in those eyes.
There is only absolute coldness and dead silence that can freeze the soul.
"Be sure to... check it out."
"Anything that dares to steal the name of God in the human world... is unclean."
"Must be purified."
Inside the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong was sitting on the throne that symbolized supreme power. Two scarlet eyes glanced at the six familiar yet unfamiliar figures below.
However, this time.
She did not see the bone-chilling awe and fear in the eyes of her most loyal subordinates.
Instead, there was an expression that she had never seen before, mixed with enthusiasm, pity, and even... a hint of superiority.
It was as if those standing in front of her were no longer six submissive and obedient people with the title Douluo.
But six... who had glimpsed the truth of a higher dimension and were looking down at her "mortal" Apostle of God.
This strange realization made the desire for control in Bibi Dong's heart instantly burn to the extreme.
"Very good."
She finally spoke, her voice was terrifyingly calm, but it seemed to make the temperature of the entire Pope Palace drop by a few points again.
"I need an explanation."
Her deep gaze slowly scanned everyone.
"An explanation... that would allow you to join forces to break into the Worship Hall, and even dare to force that old guy from Golden Crocodile back."
The pressure suddenly surged!
The purple-black Rakshasa Divine Power turned into ripples visible to the naked eye, with the Pope throne as the center, pressing down on the six people!
The air let out an overwhelmed wail, and the gorgeous lines on the ground were cracking inch by inch!
However, the bodies of the six His Highnesses were only slightly shaken, but they were able to withstand the pressure that was enough to make the ordinary title Douluo kneel on the spot!
The six people looked at each other.
There was no trace of panic in his eyes, only an almost missionary-like tacit understanding and solemnity.
In the end, all eyes were focused on Ghost Douluo.
As "Chief Apostle" has the deepest understanding of the divine will of his predecessors, this explanation should be completed by him.
Ghost Douluo took a step forward.
He slowly raised his head, facing Bibi Dong's soul-freezing gaze, and a piety that was almost compassionate appeared on that handsome face.
"His Holiness the Pope."
His voice no longer had the gloominess of the past, but instead carried a kind of holiness and solemnity that had been washed away from the past.
"We cannot explain your problem."
I'm sorry I can't answer your question."
Ghost Douluo bowed slightly, speaking with unprecedented respect, but that respect was not directed at Pope in front of him.
"Because the power of God cannot be described in words, and it is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people like us."
"It's not that we can't explain it, but... we dare not speak nonsense."
"If Your Majesty wants to know the details, you can only... witness it with your own eyes."