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"I've already sensed them...."
Archbishop Brandon gripped his scepter tightly, constantly channeling magic power into the magic array beneath his feet, sustaining the sky canopy over London.
The ground trembled faintly, shaking as if in an earthquake, the leaders invading London were less than a hundred meters from St. Paul's Cathedral, and the remaining friars, priests were desperately resisting, but they were no match for the invaders at all.
Looking up at the three unresponsive statues before him, Archbishop Brandon opened his dry lips, his voice hoarse as he said, "Go to the Demon Hunter Headquarters, find Saintess Evelyn, and Saintess Dideldri of Eden Church...."
"Yes!"
The friar ran off, leaving Archbishop Brandon alone in the Preaching Hall, looking at the three statues with a sorrowful gaze, "Goddesses... why don't you respond to the prayers of your followers?"
