Amos was very satisfied with the attitude of the believers.

He began to issue an oracle with great majesty and low power: "The heresy of darkness has swallowed the loyal Hans!"

"The war is coming!"

"Wharton, Hank, Jason, you take the warriors of each tribe to destroy my enemies!"

Amos said, punching three divine lights into the eyebrows of the three crocodiles.

They immediately knew the location of the camp [Ye Jing].

"Yes, great Lord Amos!" The three crocodile responded with great respect.

Amos said to Forton again: "Forton, go and patrol all the faith tribes around you, let them strengthen their patrols and be vigilant!"

"Always beware of the arrival of dark heresy and war!"

Futon also agreed immediately: "Yes, great Lord Amos!"

After Amos made arrangements, the four crocodiles retreated respectfully.

He sat alone on the throne of God and his heart slowly settled down.

"Hmph, ants, this time I want to see how you can resist it?"

Amos's gloomy and angry words kept echoing in the empty palace.

After a while, it slowly subsided.
Chapter completed!