As soon as Francis finished speaking, the space around him was suddenly filled with what looked like a storm with flashes of lightning and claps of thunder. However, in reality, the space was briefly splitting open and then quickly mending itself.
In an instant, the Three Realms seemed to have frozen, with an oppressive and terrifying atmosphere. All eyes were fixed on Francis, observing him as he appeared, without a trace of majesty, almost driven to madness.
At that moment, someone spoke, "Then why did you stand by and do nothing while the Dark Angels attacked Darsia, letting them slaughter your people? You constantly claim that you control mortals, but do you take any responsibility for them?"
The person speaking was none other than Kaiser. He appeared weary, but his eyes were unusually bright.
Before the Dark Angels attacked Darsia, he still had a glimmer of hope for the Upper Realms and Francis. After all, as long as there was "Darsia", any problem could be solved. However, no one expected that Francis would just make a brief appearance and then disappear without doing anything.
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