In just a moment, the Pope of the Star Sky Church and the other clergy at the venue had already been smashed into mincemeat by that enormous palm.
Everyone was stunned.
They had just been majestically declaring to the world, representing the will of the Divine, and sentencing Lin Yue, the heretic and Evil God, to death.
But... in the blink of an eye, had they all been smashed into mincemeat?
It was as if a group of ants had suddenly been squashed to death, dying without any warning.
Dead silence filled the square.
The scene was too abrupt and shocking, leaving everyone's mind blank as they numbly stood frozen in place.
Whether it was the believers, reporters, or that President, all were dumbfounded.
"Hmm?"
Among the crowd, Lin Yue slightly narrowed his eyes.
He could still feel... that will of Divine Thought stemming from the Divine.
"Boom!"
