Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

But if you want to go somewhere else, then you might need a little bit of 'faith' from yourselves. After all, God doesn't need to eat, but we shepherds still need to eat! At seven o'clock in the afternoon, it's time for the church to close its doors to the public.

"Alright, alright, kids, the church is closing time. Come back tomorrow." Mystice smiled kindly as she stood in front of a group of students.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, the children got carried away playing, and several of them haven't come back yet. I think I'll have to go look for them," the female teacher in charge said apologetically. "It's alright, God is forgiving, especially towards children."

Mystice habitually praised God, then patted the head of a child beside him.

“Look at their innocent, adorable, and clever appearance, they're just like angels. If you don't mind, I think I can help you look for those lost children.” “Oh! That's wonderful, Priest…”

The female teacher leading the group gratefully took out an itinerary from her bag and handed it to Mistis. "This is the children's tour route; I gave each of them a copy."

“You’re such a responsible and good teacher. If you don’t mind, how about we have dinner together after you get off work?” Mistis, somewhat distracted by the beautiful teacher in front of him, reached out and took the itinerary. “Hehe, you’re so funny, Pastor. If you want to invite me out, you’d better find all the children for me first~” The teacher gave Mistis a flirtatious wink, almost making him suffocate.

Mystice, feeling his blood rushing through his veins, was instantly bursting with energy! "Okay, no problem! Give me ten minutes!"

After saying those words, Mistis ran into the church without looking back.

And right after he left, the female teacher and the group of chattering children around her...

A strange change occurred in an instant.

Their scarlet eyes were filled with curses and rage.

"The gate has been opened, and Ozma's arrival will be unstoppable..."

Ten minutes later, a fire broke out at Notre Dame Cathedral...

Thick smoke billowed into the sky above the Seine, seemingly casting a shadow over the entire city of Paris.

London, England, League of Legends Europe Division. "What! Notre Dame is on fire!?"

Joan of Arc was taken aback when she saw the news pop-up on her phone and read it.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps approached from afar; it was Grandis. "Joan of Arc!"

"Grandis, you saw the news too, right?"

Grandis nodded, his expression grave, and said, "That's right, the Notre Dame fire wasn't an ordinary accident; it was the work of the imposters!" "Damn imposters!" Joan of Arc nearly crushed her phone in anger.

"What's the situation over there? How severe are the losses? What about the casualties?"

“Bai Mao has already sent out his clones over there to investigate, so we can’t just sit here doing nothing.” Joan of Arc’s eyes lit up, and her spirit robes instantly transformed into a long armor dress.

As if it were a signal, four tall figures clad in plate armor appeared side by side in the hall from behind Grandis.

They were promising talents discovered by Grandis while he was eliminating imposters throughout Europe. "They are..." "The new clergy!"

Grandis proudly crossed his arms: "Europe is too big, and the strength of just a few of us is far from enough. Therefore, I followed the president's advice and left the training methods of clergy in churches throughout Europe to expand our fighting power."

"And these four are the most talented ones I've chosen, and also the four strongest among all the clergy! Each of them currently possesses B-rank strength!"

“Milanrosenbach pays homage to you, Your Holiness.” “Wolfgang Benarr pays homage to you, Your Holiness.”

“SINYA pays homage to you, Your Majesty the Holy Maiden.”

“Allen pays his respects to you, Your Majesty the Holy Maiden.”

Joan of Arc was thrilled by the four men's respectful greetings. She seemed to see the future, that the Lord's glory would shine on every corner of the continent.

After a brief introduction, Grandis led the way.

They were going to Paris, France, to expose those damn imposters.

Meanwhile, in the northwestern Indian Ocean.

The Gulf of Aden is located in the sea between Yemen and Somalia.

On this sea teeming with pirates, a group calling themselves pirates suddenly appeared, and overnight they brought the entire Somali waters under their control.

Even more outrageous, they also demanded that all pirates in the waters near Somalia be included.

Everyone must join them, or destruction will ensue. ... Please give me flowers.

Nobody took the news seriously at the time, and everyone went about their daily lives as usual.

However, after three or four large pirate gangs were silently wiped out.

The remaining pirate crews were terrified, and everyone was filled with anxiety.

Even the strongest ones have been wiped out, so what's there to say about these small fry?

If we don't cling to powerful figures, are we just waiting to die?

So, during one of his sea 'hunting' expeditions, Abd encountered a group of people called the Whitebeard Pirates. When he learned that they were members of a pirate organization, Abd didn't hesitate to bring his seven subordinates and two speedboats to join them.

Today is the day Ab goes out to sea for patrol again.

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't 'hunting,' he was on patrol.

That's right. Ever since joining the Whitebeard Pirates, Abbott has been given a mission.

Or perhaps every pirate who joined the Whitebeard Pirates received the same mission: to claim territory!

Abu is a clever person and good at finding out information.

He learned from a rumor that there were four factions within the pirate organization.

What they are doing now is dividing up territory among these four forces.

Naturally, the more territory one seizes, the richer the rewards from above. Ab didn't understand the thoughts of those big shots; he was just a nobody, living a carefree life where he only had himself to feed.

When it comes to fighting for territory, it's naturally not up to a small fry like Abdullah to get involved.

So his job and his men's job was simply to defend the territory occupied by the big shots.

Driving his small speedboat, Aboo, who was at the helm, quickly found the fishing boat anchored at sea. The fishing boat was anchored at the edge of the Whitebeard Pirates' current territory.

Once aboard the boat, Ab shouted the name of the man who had been on night watch the previous day. "Dushi! Dushi!"

Entering the cabin, Ab was somewhat surprised. What was going on here in this mess? Had they been robbed? "Dushi!! Where are you!?"

A flustered Ab hurriedly began searching for people.

The fishing boat was only so big, with just one or two places to hide. They searched from the bow to the stern for Ab, but instead of finding him, they discovered a severed tentacle. "Is this... an octopus?"

Picking up the tentacle, which was as thick as a wrist, Ab nervously swallowed.

Looking at the tentacle, Ab felt increasingly terrified and panicked, preparing to flee.

But just as he turned around, a thick tentacle shot out from the seawater.

The tentacles wrapped tightly around Ab's neck, and with a tug, dragged Ab off the deck into the sea.

On the bubbling sea surface, a scarlet color spreads out... mountains.

Chapter 163 The Eighth Apostle, Long-Legged Lotus!

The Whitebeard Pirates' shore base. "—Old Man, something terrible has happened!"

Marco, who had just entered, listened to his phone call with a slightly anxious expression.

"Just now, all of our personnel patrolling the maritime border lost their transponder signals!" "All of them?"

"Yes, all of them..."

The white-bearded man on the sofa turned pale when he saw Marco nod.

He pulled out his custom-made phone from his pocket and dialed someone's number. "Kaido, I need an explanation, or you know what will happen."

"What explanations? I don't understand! I landed on that island first, so it's my territory, Kaido's territory. If you, Whitebeard, want to fight, come and do it. Don't try to come up with any ridiculous excuses..." Just as Whitebeard, his forehead veins bulging with anger, was about to utter some harsh words, Marco suddenly spoke up. "Wait, old man! You've misunderstood."

"Oh, '167'? What's going on? Does that mean it wasn't Kaido who attacked our patrol?" Marco was both amused and exasperated by these words. Perhaps this was a case of preconceived notions.

After all, it's because that idiot Kaido keeps coming to provoke us, especially Katakuri.

Ever since Charlotte Linlin died, Kaido has always wanted to bring Katakuri and his gang under his command, but Katakuri, with his proud personality, would never agree to Kaido's request.

He stated that without Charlotte Linlin, he would become a new Yonko to protect his brothers and sisters.

Kaido was displeased when he heard this, so he started causing trouble in Katakuri's territory every day.

The Whitebeard Pirates' territory happened to be located between the two forces, so every time Kaido caused trouble, it would eventually affect Whitebeard's side.

So when Whitebeard heard bad news, he immediately thought that Kaido, that bastard, was up to something.

Marco's phone suddenly received a video call from fencer Vista.

After his subordinates reported that the patrol had lost signal, Marco immediately assigned fencer Vista to lead a team to investigate. Now that they have sent a message, they must have figured it out.

“Dad, this is too strange. It’s not just us who were attacked. Shanks and Katakuri just reported that several of their patrolmen have mysteriously disappeared…” Marco started a video call on his phone, but his words abruptly stopped. “What… what the hell is this?!”

"Hey Marco, I think I've found the culprit."

The sound of foil Bista came from the phone with the audio speaker on.

Whitebeard heard this and immediately demanded it.

Marco, looking surprised, quickly handed over the phone. "Dad!"

"Hmm, Vista, who were those who attacked us?"

In the phone video, fencer Vista hesitated for a second before saying, "Dad, what attacked us wasn't a person, it was an octopus." "An octopus!?"

Vista nodded, then turned his phone camera to film a bunch of disgusting creatures covered in flesh.

Because Marco's phone screen was too small, even with his giant bloodline and nearly seven-meter-tall white beard, he could barely see clearly, even squinting. Realizing this, Marco hurriedly shouted, "Vita! Use the League Bracelet's video function!" "Oh~ oh! I understand..."