"My dearest Overlord of the East, why did you come to God's territory?" the Pope said.
He coughed as he uttered those few words. His body was bent and his hair was all white. And yet, nobody in the world dared to look down on him, as he was a legendary figure.
The Pope was God's disciple and he led the Christian Church to its glory in the last thousands of years. He was one of the six most powerful Overlords and the most unpredictable one. Everyone knew how terrifying Saint Peter was.
"My grandpa once came to the Christian Church to interrogate Augustus, but a few Saints beat him up. You must give me an explanation for that."
Chen Fan stood in front of the Vatican coldly.
He was facing a dozen Saints surrounded by sacred glitters. They were like messengers who came down from Heaven.
"Bulls**t! We're Saints. Why would we attack a mortal?" said a blonde man wearing a black armor as he stepped forward. He was quite handsome.
Saint Augustus.