"What the fuck?" Peddler screamed shrilly like a banshee, causing all his believers to flinch at his unexpected high pitched swear.
"Did something happen, Your Lordship?" The Apostle under him asked in a hurry, tensed, alert while wondering if Invaderon had done something shocking instead.
"Didn't you say you had no intention of harming this world? Why the heck did you create a collapsing star from the get go?" He felt weak for a moment, having expended a portion of his fortune to reinforce the barrier protecting the field. It somehow managed to withstand the attack but through his believers, all he could see was just a sphere of white revolving within.
"Go there and witness it on my behalf." Peddler snapped his finger as the Apostle beside him grunted in response, feeling a searing strain when he was upgraded from an Apostle to a Saint. His hair rapidly became fully coloured as his face was pale.
