The indifferent voice exploded like thunder in everyone's hearts, stirring countless ripples.
Everyone from the Nine Great Divine Churches paled at once, seething with rage. This was grave blasphemy against their gods!
Slurp, slurp~
Bai Ye took two sips of the Moon Sea and curled his lip. Fuck, what a poser.
Honestly, he was used to it by now. Qin Mingshen was either showing off or on his way to showing off.
"How dare you!" the pope of the Flesh Prison Cult roared. "How could a mortal like you dare blaspheme against the gods?!
"Qin Mingshen, we will give you one final chance. You had best think this through. Without the aid of our Nine Great Divine Churches, how will you fight the Federation Government?!"
"Aid?" Qin Mingshen slowly rose. Standing over six foot three, he radiated an indescribably terrifying pressure.
It was as though even heaven and earth had shrunk before him the moment he stood.
"Do you truly believe I summoned you here because I needed help?"
A faint trace of contempt appeared on his face, so handsome it bordered on uncanny. He slowly shook his head and parted his lips. "Wrong.
"I summoned you here for one reason alone.
"Let the fall of pseudo-gods crown the true god and establish my majesty for all eternity!"
"You..." The people of the Nine Great Divine Churches were instantly horrified. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined that, with the war between Ashen Dawn and the Federation Government at a stalemate, Qin Mingshen had summoned them not to seek assistance, but to make an example of them and prove his divinity!
What in this world could better demonstrate divine might than subjugating the great churches?
They were not the only ones horrified. The members of Ashen Dawn were, too.