Clang! Clang! Clang!!
One after another, soldiers' heads were covered by heavy gold blocks.
In their frantic struggle, some fell to the ground, never to rise again.
From the chaotic swings of their weapons, one could see the soldiers' terror and desperation.
Even as their heads were engulfed, the outside world heard no cries for help.
The sudden crisis threw the twenty-thousand strong force into chaos.
The soldiers scattered, trying to avoid the gold liquid that was impossible to attack.
But even so, men kept falling one after another.
"Wha… what is that thing? Who dares attack Silver Wing City's army?" Xu Haide's voice shook with panic.
All along, the status of the Church's saint had given him power and status.
Other transmigrators worried whether they could survive the next day.
But his life was better and more rewarding than ever before in the modern world.
With great power, a single decree deemed God's will could render life or death for many.
