Boom!!
A mysterious, transparent aura shot up to the sky.
In the ruins, the spirits of the angels and witches from the war shuddered, witnessing an unforgettable sight:
Swish——
It stood in the giant square entrance of the tower, facing the twilight beyond, its enormous shadow of black mist faintly cast diagonally, covering as many as four witch towns on the ground.
Divine light surrounded it, like a miracle, as if it were the one true God of heaven and earth.
"The figure pierces the clouds..."
"The great deity that creates all life!"
The world seemed silent in an instant, even Professor Xika widened his eyes, watching the distorted towering figure in the sky in disbelief.
Fu Qingjun paid no attention to the ants on the ground, having grown accustomed at the desk, walking past the guard room with calm demeanor, stepping steadily upward, and said indifferently:
"Return the souls of the departed."
"Then, back to my room to find the phone to bring back..."
