Even the Pope, who had been cultivating Qi for nearly a hundred years, was twitching and sat there deep in thought. Under normal circumstances, the Pope rested with his eyes closed, and everyone understood that. But this time, he had no desire to sleep.
"Pope Roger, what exactly happened, can you give us a hint?"
The director of the Australian Secret Intelligence Bureau approached with a strained smile and whispered, "It would help us prepare mentally."
"You'll know in a bit, don't ask now," Roger said. "Even if you knew, it would only add to your worries."
"Could it be... another Blood Demon?" The director's face paled slightly.
Roger was still immersed in the recent negotiations but still added for his ally, "I can only tell you that it's a true Demon God, stronger than the Blood Demon."
"We've known this news already," the director of the bureau said. "That thing is hanging in the sky."