The airship in the stratosphere was in the nighttime region. It was pitch-black outside, and there was nothing to see. Many passengers had taken off their sunshades, preparing to take a long nap and get used to the jet lag.
At least, that was the case half a minute ago.
The shock wave of the Bomb of Terror in the first-class cabin shattered the beautiful dreams of quite a few people. But what truly caused the passengers to wake up and go into an uproar was the endless, all-encompassing, unstoppable bright light.
In this instant, it didn't matter if it was the thin sunshades or the thick outer shell of the airship. It didn't matter if it was the clear-headed eyewitnesses or the confused frightened passengers. Everything was illuminated by the strong light.
The inner walls of the outer shell, the skin, the bones, and the flesh, everything became transparent and even nothingness.
Within the airship, all shadows were instantly swept away. Then what was erased were the differences between people, between people, between objects, and even between objects.
There were only panicked and petty souls that tumbled and screamed within the boundless strong light.
Even though it was only for an instant, and it was like an illusion, it still exceeded the limits of what the vast majority of people could endure. The commotion on the airship got out of hand.
Bai Xinyan still maintained her bowed posture, but she instinctively pulled in her shoulders and elbows. She shrunk a bit. As a woman, the feeling of being illuminated inside and out was truly terrible.
But she could understand that this was the manifestation of the true gods of the Amaterasu Order, the projection of power across space.
It was just as the bastard who ran away said. This place wasn't that far from Ban City. A thousand four hundred kilometers. As long as there was a tiny fulcrum, the two experts of the Amaterasu Order could easily project their consciousness and power here. The only difference was the length of time and the intensity of the projection.
Right now, it looked like the two of the Amaterasu Order were yin and yang. One was restrained, and the other was unrestrained. Even the so-called restraint was only relative.
In that case, had Luo Nan managed to escape from the pincer attack of the Pope of Hundred Collections and true god Qianju?
"What do you think of this scene as compared to a daydream?"
A flat and flat voice came into her ears. It didn't even bother to raise the question. It was because the voice was too flat that Bai Xinyan was unable to understand it immediately. She subconsciously asked.
"What?"
Only then did she realize that the person who had just spoken to her was the Pope of the Hundred Communities.
The second-in-command of the Amaterasu Cult, who had descended from the sky, manipulated the puppet, which was obviously unwieldy, to raise its wrist to look at its watch. There was indeed a watch on the puppet's wrist, and it showed the time in Osaka.
"22: 17: 45"
After confirming the time, the Pope finally moved the puppet and continued to move forward. He passed by a few trembling bodyguards, as well as Yukawa Eisuke and Yamakabe Xia Hui, who had fallen to the ground. Finally, he adjusted his posture and sat on the seat that Yukawa Eisuke was sitting on.
After sitting down, he no longer had to worry about maintaining his balance. His body language was more relaxed, and he was more like the one Bai Xinyan was familiar with, except for his face.
While Bai Xinyan was evaluating the situation in her mind, the gaze from the other side was cast over again. Bai Xinyan also remembered that she had not yet answered the question of the Pope of Baiji.
She tried to organize her words, but the other side asked again without a care in the world, "I mean, Chiji's move just now, how is it different from the feeling of the White Nightmare a few days ago?"
Bai Xinyan seemed to be able to hear the sound of the bodyguards' waist bones and knees cracking. She could almost hear the sound of the bodyguards' waist bones and knees cracking.
Bai Xinyan was no longer surprised. She just couldn't understand why the Pope of the Hundred Assemblies would suddenly ask such a completely unrelated question.
The White Nightmare, May 7th, Osaka time, was an accident that affected the entire world. It was still rippling across the Pacific Ocean to this day, and was still in the ascendant. Because she was in the eastern hemisphere at that time, Bai Xinyan did not feel too much about it. Presumably, the Pope of the Hundred Communities also knew …
He was probably asking for the opinion of the person behind her.
Bai Xinyan suddenly realized that she needed to adjust the priority of the "White Nightmare" incident. For the Pope of the Hundred Communities to specifically ask about it, the impact on the Inner World was no different from the "Light of the Polar Domain" incident at the end of last year.
However, the Pope of the Hundred Communities was destined to be disappointed.
Bai Xinyan bowed and replied, "Xinyan's skills are insufficient, and my memory of that day is also blurred. It's difficult to compare."
The Pope of the Hundred Communities did not show any obvious disappointment or anger. Even if there was, it would not show on the puppet's face.
In the time it took for these two or three sentences to be exchanged, the powerful light that illuminated everything had already disappeared. The outside of the porthole was still bright, as if they could no longer return to the natural nighttime.
However, under the illumination of the bright light, the roiling clouds in the sky seemed to be even denser. Even though they were illuminated by the strong light, they still slapped against the porthole, changing shape and reminding people:
They were still tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, still one of the areas with the densest concentration of water vapor in the world.
Bai Xinyan noticed the changes outside the porthole, and unconsciously became somewhat absent-minded. Up until now, this area had not experienced too obvious of an impact or turbulence, but just by looking at the interaction between the strong light and the sea of clouds, she could draw some conclusions and judgments …
At this moment, she heard the Pope of the Hundred Communities sigh, "The Condensation Ring … truly a divine technique that should not have appeared on Earth!"
Bai Xinyan shivered slightly and turned her gaze back, just in time to see the slightly red eyes of the Pope of the Hundred Communities' puppets. The latter swept a glance over her body, but finally focused on her side.
Bai Xinyan subconsciously followed the Pope of the Hundred Communities' focus, and her gaze fell on her own feet.
It was a suitcase that was lying flat in front of her seat. This thing was originally placed neatly on the inside of the seat, but because the airship had lost its balance and was in the process of righting itself, it had fallen out.
"This is … a mimicry generator."
The Pope of the Hundred Communities' voice was very certain, and he even used the puppet's toe to kick the unconscious Yukawa Eisuke on the ground. "He made a last-minute report, but there was no follow-up. His intentions are clear as day. "
Next to him, Kitano Sukito's eyelids were already twitching because of the Pope of the Hundred Communities' actions, and he unconsciously shivered when he heard this. He opened his mouth to explain, but his mouth opened and closed a few times, but he did not have the strength to make a sound.
Bai Xinyan, on the other hand, smiled. "Otherwise, he would say that His Majesty is magnanimous."
As soon as she finished speaking, the torrential rain and distorted light slapped against the porthole and the outer armor of the airship. In response, there was a dull explosion outside, and the hoarse noise of the airship's structure creaking and disorderly.
The people on the airship could even feel the obvious drift. The surging force in the strong light and clouds pushed the airship sideways for some distance. There was no doubt that from the cockpit to the economy cabin, there was another wave of exclamations and howls.
The Pope of the Hundred Communities looked at his watch again. "20 minutes and 4 seconds … Turn it on, we'll take a look."
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