Under the watchful eye of the God of Live Streaming, the Masked Rider's power, infused with the surging faith and countless godly corpses, was injected into the Mecha "World," forging an unprecedented Mechanical God.
The powerful aura spread out, and even the weakest gods, if they got too close, would be entangled by those golden chains and then dragged live into the Mecha, becoming part of the grotesquely screaming relief.
Feng Xue stood beneath the Heavenly Court, in front of the stairs leading up to the Tower of Babylon, yet his gaze pierced through the monitoring system of the "World" and reached out far away. Amidst the mechanically textured praises of "Messiah," he spoke,
"If you don't take action soon, I'm going up there myself."
Although he said this, Feng Xue's foot did not step off the staircase of the Tower of Babylon, and at the end of his sight, several gods from Ideal Country were warily locking eyes with him.
