The next morning, in the Empire's capital, Tang Wu sat on his throne and looked at the people below. He felt an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.
The throne of the royal family!
He had been waiting for this day for far too long!
Tang Wu turned his gaze to the Holy Court's group and said in a deep voice, "Karkkila."
Karkkila looked unusually tired at this moment. He took half a step out of the crowd.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"How is the situation in the inner city of the Imperial City?"
"Your Majesty, I've already led the Holy Court's believers to build a Holy Light barrier in the Imperial City. It can stop the spread of the plague for a short period of time. As for completely eliminating the plague, it's very difficult. We need to think about it carefully. To ensure that nothing goes wrong, I suggest that we build more Holy Light barriers outside."
"Okay, go ahead."
