Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!

..

In the endless silent dead calm, the Pope finally gathered the courage and said trembling: "What... monster are you!"

The next moment.

This crow that covered the sky slowly opened its beak and gently blew.

Whoosh~

A terrifying black hurricane swept across the heavens and the earth.

All beings bowed their heads in trembling, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Even those Third Rank Life forms, whose strong Life Magnetism at this moment, under the crow's breath, seemed like candle flames exposed to a raging storm, any resistance would lead to annihilation, feeling themselves as insignificant as mayflies, not daring to look up at the azure sky.

In the midst of terror.

The mountains shook and the earth trembled.

Everyone present, whether ordinary people or incredibly powerful Third Rank Life forms, fell into helplessness and fear, unable to maintain their stance, could only kneel on the ground to feel slightly better.

Only a few were unaffected.

They all shared the same characteristic, wearing an unusually shaped necklace.

At this moment, the necklace on their chests emitted a faint light, protecting them in place, enjoying the collapse of heaven and earth, all beings kneeling in submission, while they stood firm and happy.

They were the devotees of the Rebirth Sect, also the only ones apart from the cameras who knew what was happening at the moment.

Above their heads, Jesus, sacred and inviolable, now revealed his true form, yet was just a decrepit old man.

The protection on his body, under the black hurricane, was as fragile as thin paper, disintegrating in an instant, his flesh also stripped by the gusts, skin and blood scattered, organs turning to ash, bones to dust, dissipating with the wind, utterly fallen.

Those men and women supporting the Pope also suffered the same fate.

Even the Vatican below was drawn by a great force, lifted off the ground, leaving behind a group of captive children, while sweeping away the white-robed men and women hidden inside, letting them experience the judgment of death turning to ashes and disappearing...

Finally, came the entire city of the Vatican.

The stones and cement that could withstand the erosion of time, under the black hurricane, seemed to enter accelerated time, turned to dust and dispersed, merged into the wind, vanished into nature.

This is the great power of death.

Whether life or inanimate objects.

All are equal before death.

...

When the smoke and clouds dissipated, before everyone was only a huge pit, and a group of captive children rescued from various places in the Vatican.

They stood dazed at the bottom of the pit, eyes blank and lifeless, obedient like puppet wood carvings.

A Catholic zealot cautiously raised his head.

After he saw everything clearly around him, as if struck by a huge impact, could only subconsciously mumble: "Gone, everything's gone, Jesus is gone, the Holy City is gone, all devoured by that monster."

"Bastard!"

The next moment.

A size 48 large foot stomped on his head: "That's not a monster, that's the pet of my Lord, the great and holy Holy Beast Death Bird, you dare desecrate the sacred beast again, I'll kill you!"

The people of the Rebirth Sect were the fewest on-site, but at this moment, they were the most fervent.

What nonsense of the holy advent!

Couldn't even defeat a single pet of my Lord, insignificant like ants, dare to show their heads!

Humph!

Evil God!

Only Bliss is the sole true doctrine in this world!

Praise Bliss!

..

Apart from the audience on-site, the fanaticism spread to countless in front of TVs, those who joined the Rebirth Sect verbally for Fooly.

They could hardly believe what they saw.

That bird, wasn't it the Holy Beast Death Bird beside the Rebirth Sect's statue!

They remembered clearly during baptism!

To the Lord of Bliss, on the left is the dog, on the right is the bird.

The dog suppresses the door of Hell, judges sin, controls dreams, the Holy Beast Hellhound.

The bird heralds the arrival of death, leads to Bliss, the Holy Beast Death Bird.

Turns out, Blissful World is real!

Praise Bliss!

..

A holy advent turned into the Rebirth Sect's sacred day of celebration.

At this moment, global high-ranking officials finally realized, they had never understood that man in Los Angeles.

His pet alone is an unbeatable natural disaster, sky-covering and invincible.

What about himself?

Thinking of this question, the world fell silent.