Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

Not far from the military camp, a continuous barrage of gunfire suddenly erupted.

The old soldiers remaining in the camp looked curiously in that direction, "What are they doing over there? Such a commotion."

"General Bai is conducting military exercises with those new recruits," someone said.

"But military exercises usually have an opponent, right? They can't just be shooting at the air, can they? And certainly not at their own people?"

The chatting old soldier fell silent, "I don't know, but you better not ask about General Bai's affairs."

Ever since the 2000 new recruits taken out for training by General Bai easily defeated the remaining 2000 old soldiers in the camp during an exercise, no one in the camp dared to question any decision made by General Bai.

Yet, as they listened to the relentless sound of gunfire, the old soldiers couldn't help but feel impressed, "The battle sounds intense..."

Even though the targets were just some rats.

But if some of these rats were large, almost the size of babies, with sharp claws and teeth posing a real threat to the standard combat uniforms the soldiers wore; and if the smaller ones could infiltrate any space swiftly and nimbly like lightning, then it was a different story.

The raging machine guns spat out bullets that blasted the creatures into a mush of flesh, but as their blood sprayed into the air, deadly bacteria also spread, alarmingly close to Black Street.

This was the necessary path for Fernandi to become God's eternal chosen one.

He could fail in the end, but first, he had to ensure that more people "basked in the beneficence of the benevolent Father."

Rats swarmed over Fernandi, rolling in.

In a suicidal fashion, they spread the influence of the plague.

The beings from high dimensions could not precisely know everything that happened in the mortal realm; they only sensed aspects related to their own domains of authority.

Felling the devout actions of believers below, the kindly Father finally sent down a guiding beam of light.

Ashen light enshrouded Fernandi's body, and the surge of demonic ascension resonated far and wide in the world of spiritual perception.

The operatives positioned around the city, who had prepared to strike from the shadows, sensed this significant fluctuation and couldn't help feeling that something was off.

Even though Franca had briefed them beforehand in private about the steps they were preparing to take, and they were mentally prepared for it.

Yet, when an actual process of demonic ascension of a demon prince was unfolding before their eyes and they were unable to prevent it, this deviation from their past actions was somewhat unexpected.

Luckily, the ascension process was actually quite swift. Knowing that the ascension would attract considerable attention in the mortal realm, the benevolent Father never commanded his "offspring" to act against the heavens forcefully, and offering guidance as soon as He knew this believer did not possess a strong combative spirit and was aware of the risks.

As Bai E and the others looked on, Fernandi's figure slowly became an indescribable thing and disappeared into the distortion of space as if sinking into water.

With his departure, the leaderless swarm of rats immediately scattered under the threat of heavy firepower. However, Bai E, who had made all the preparations in advance, had already instructed Rose to lay a web of traps, determined not to let these disease-bearing rats threaten any human life again.

"Ready." Staring fixedly at the space where Fernandi had vanished, Franca sat cross-legged on the spot, forming seals with her hands and softly said.

Fernandi's rise to demonhood was not the end but merely the prelude to their forthcoming expedition.

As Franca transferred her will to her Spiritual Body and opened her spiritual beacon signal, it signaled the full commencement of the expedition.

"I'll leave this place in your hands," Bai said, patting Rose on the shoulder and calmly giving the order.

"Yes!" Rose responded resolutely, gazing at the steadfast man before her, then suddenly broke into a smile, "I wish you every success in your campaign."

She possessed an inherent Spiritual Body constitution that prevented her from entering high dimensions.

Everything that occurred in the high dimensions, she could only silently bless.

"Bai, I want to go with you, too," Nova, who had been quietly staying by Bai E's side, cautiously shook his right hand, knowing the seriousness of the moment, she wasn't as clingy as before.

"You better not go," Bai E said, stroking Nova's smooth white hair, "I promised... someone, I can't let you be in danger."

If something were to happen to her, that seemingly stoic, hard-hearted father would probably mobilize an entire city's resources to demand an explanation.

Moreover, one more or one less person like her didn't make a difference. "You stay at the assembly area. While we're gone, you're responsible for protecting everything here in my stead, understand?"

Nova's eyes clearly showed disappointment, yet faced with Bai E's command, she never dared to refuse and merely murmured a low "I understand."

His gaze then swept over to Yue Ying, who stood alone at a higher vantage point, exchanging a simple glance that said it all without words.

And so, in front of everyone, Bai E sat down next to Franca, closed his eyes.

The transition of will from the physical to the Spiritual Body felt like an ethereal ascension, and time seemed to stand still.

Following Franca's Spiritual Body beacon into a void of high-dimensional space, a somber yet seemingly sparkling with eerie purple light space, high dimensions were always so mysterious and dangerous, full of fascinating allure.

Around them floated a dozen faintly glowing Spiritual Body forms, all human-like in appearance, seemingly familiar with each other.

"Damn, you're here too? I thought you were giving me that look yesterday because you wanted to report me," one said.