The air still lingered with the terrifying aura of Cthulhu.
"His Excellency the Bishop, have we... have we provoked an unimaginable existence..."
A clergyman asked, trembling and with a pale face.
The Archbishop remained silent for a while before speaking slowly:
"To destroy Zhang Beixing, I wouldn't hesitate even to make a deal with the Devil!"
"Cthulhu, huh... Hmph, let that arrogant guy go and face this Ancient Evil God!"
Yet, there wasn't a trace of relief in the Archbishop's heart.
Instead, there was a vague ominous premonition.
Was summoning Cthulhu really a wise decision?
If things get out of control, the consequences could be unimaginable...
While the Holy See was worried sick about its decision,
On the other side, Zhang Beixing was oblivious to the impending disaster.
He was sitting solemnly on the throne, eyes closed, deep in thought.
Since crushing the Demon Race and Kingdom of Darknight's invasion, he felt a strange emptiness inside.
