At this moment, Cromwell transformed into a white stork with a wingspan of dozens of meters, half-human, half-bird.
Whoosh—!
In the next instant, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the cross-shaped Financial Street, dispersing the clouds overhead and revealing the majestic pyramids floating in the sky.
A breathtakingly beautiful, poised and dignified figure in a red dress wielded a golden holy sword, stepping down from the void.
Behind her, a grand golden light far surpassing the Netherland Kingdom by tenfold, linked together to form the most lavish gown in the world at the feet of the girl.
In an instant, it drew the attention of everyone on Financial Street.
"Is that the owner of Financial Street, Lady Friday?"
"No, I saw this face at the International Port before. It's the Queen of the North Sea Empire, the Finance Queen, Mithril Dragon, Flower of the North, Catherine Lancaster!"
