At that moment, the members of the Church were dumbfounded.
"Where… Where are they?"
The Skyfall Mountains in front of them were so tall that they stretched into the clouds, with bare and rocky walls that had nothing on them at all. However, all they could do was just watch with their eyes wide open as the ice ship rushed straight into the stone wall, before vanishing completely. Not the slightest trace of them could be found.
They did not dare believe their eyes. They were stunned at where the ship disappeared into, not knowing what to do for a few moments. Should they continue chanting? However… there was no one left, so where should they aim the ultimate skill that they were chanting for at? Regardless, they had no courage to stop anyway; His Highness the Pope had just unleashed his fury a while ago. If anyone were unlucky enough again, none of them would be able to bear the responsibility for it.
In the end, it was Grant himself who stopped.
