He had never hated himself for being so useless. He could do nothing but watch and help.
What should he do? Other than praying, worrying, and crying, what else could he do?
Time slowed down infinitely. From morning to afternoon, and then to sunset. The orange afterglow of the sunset reflected half of the sky, as if it had burned the sky for half a day. It was also the mood of the people. The blood left behind by the people on the ground after they died.
The various strongholds of God Creation were destroyed and their hidden connections were cut off. The elites of the various countries who had completed these tasks had not relaxed yet. They could only watch the situation of Phoenix Si and the others in the live broadcast with heavy hearts.
