The bishop couldn't help but feel enraged.
In this age where miracles seldom reveal themselves, those who have persevered to become bishops are a group of devout believers, extremely excited and fervent about the prophecy bestowed by the main deity.
Originally,
after paying a tremendous price to drive away the enemies, the Ireland Kingdom's half-plane was essentially already in their grasp.
Only a small step away from completing the prophetic mission,
an unexpected event suddenly occurred at this moment, threatening to let the half-plane be seized by others. How could this not incite the bishop's rage?
At this time,
inside the palace,
Austin was following the method provided by Tirra's residual soul to refine this half-plane into his private plane when an earth-shattering roar echoed in his ears, causing his movements to pause.
The golden light on the Golden Book slowly dissipated.
Who?
Austin furrowed his brow.
