"Am I really given the freedom? Has my Divine Fire truly been ignited?" Dyson examined the Divine Power sizzling incredibly within his palms and still found it baffling.
Why on earth would Guliani do so? He's not even his father! Why would he assist him in igniting his Divine Fire? What's in it for him?
He let him go without any restraint; Is he not afraid Dyson might seize the position of the Pope using his Divine Power?
Unable to figure it out, Dyson felt his brain was about to explode. However, he didn't forget his mission, summoned his lieutenant, and ordered, "Intensify intelligence gathering, be prepared for war. We're going to annihilate the Abyss wanderers."
"Ah? When?" the lieutenant asked.
"Maybe in three, five, seven, eight, or even decades. In any case, we need to show our posturing. As for when to start, we'll wait for the right opportunity," Dyson responded.
