In the Land of Death?!
Alvis's brain went blank for a moment, nearly losing his balance and bumping into the divine altar behind him.
"Your Holiness?!" The Archbishop cried out in horror.
Pope Alvis stopped the Archbishop's attempt to help him, then spoke with a trembling voice, "Contact Tessis immediately with the spell and tell him to leave the Land of Death, now!"
"But... but Lord Tessis entered an hour ago...it's likely he's already..." The Archbishop stuttered.
In fact, when they received the message, they immediately used the Communication Divine Skill, but got no response.
The entire force was almost certainly annihilated under the assault of doomsday magic!
Alvis clearly understood this as well, his face turning extremely ugly.
"Monroe..." Alvis growled, then suddenly realized, the church spy appointed by himself and selected by Gustav must have already betrayed them!
What food wars, volcanic eruptions—all bullshit!
