Seeing the Old Bishop's actions, Broxi halted his hand, because that thing could indeed destroy the surroundings.
He wasn't afraid of the bubble collapse endangering himself; the Truth Society dared to choose this place as the venue, ensuring absolute safety for themselves.
But the others at the conference risked being lost here forever, and they are a critical part of the Truth Society's plan, Broxi needed them.
"Calm down, don't do anything irrational," Broxi advised, "Think about your family and friends, if something were to happen because of this, wouldn't it be terrible?"
"I'm irrational?" the Old Bishop sneered, "I'm much more rational than you lunatics."
"Please let us leave safely, I can swear not to divulge the contents of this meeting."
Broxi exuded a deadly aura, "Don't do this, are you sure your Glory Church wants to stand against us?"
The Old Bishop replied, "We were opposing from the start, I came to seek a possibility, but since our paths differ, we have nothing to discuss."
Tension flared on both sides, the atmosphere was extremely strained.
But at that moment, the Old Priest's hand holding the Cross dropped off, bleeding profusely.
The fallen hand was gently caught by someone, who carefully packed away the Cross and casually tossed the severed hand aside.
Broxi's frown relaxed, revealing a smile, it seemed there were sensible people in the Glory Church after all. Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs nοvelfire.net
The Old Bishop looked back incredulously, it was Hosta who cut off his hand!
He pointed at Hosta and trembled, "You, you..."
Hosta gripped the Old Bishop's other hand, which also severed from his body, Hosta disdainfully said to the Old Bishop:
"Under pressure from the church, His Majesty had no choice but to send you to represent the church at this conference."
"I thought you weren't clingy to useless principles, turns out you're just as stubborn!"
"Overthrowing the Federation's order is divine providence, how could you refuse on your own?"
"Those who defy the divine are heretics!"
"Since you've made your choice, you might as well die."
The Old Bishop stepped back two steps, sat down with a vacant expression and said, "I am the church's representative, as long as I disagree, the Glory Church cannot join this alliance, even if you kill me, I won't compromise."
Hosta smiled and shook his head, looking down even more on the Old Bishop, "Perhaps you didn't know, before coming, His Majesty granted me the rights to act freely, now I am the church's representative."
"And you... in such a perilous place as Silent Abyss, dying by accident is quite common, right!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hosta's hand plunged into the Old Bishop's chest.
Hosta's heart was pounding, not from nervousness, but from excitement.
Reaching a swift agreement was indeed Pope Charlie's order, but Charlie never gave Hosta the permission to kill the bishop, Hosta was just hoping for chaos.
He was originally a pervert, after being bullied by Wen Wen, he became even more perverse.
Behind the chains, Wen Wen's expression was dark, he regretted not killing Hosta earlier.
This guy is just trouble, Wen Wen will kill him sooner or later.
But now wasn't the time to act, by using Hosta, Wen Wen could learn about the Glory Church's actions to completely eradicate the evil forces within.
From the Old Bishop and the Old Priest seen earlier, Wen Wen could tell the Glory Church wasn't completely rotten.
The organization still had normal people; it was just that the radicals had the upper hand, making the Glory Church seem so excessive.
The other members of the Glory Church present remained silent throughout, effectively endorsing Hosta's actions.
Broxi laughed, "Now that the hindrance is gone, can we sign the alliance?"
"Of course we can, but would you mind letting me wash my hands first?" Hosta pointed at his blood-stained arm, the scar on his smile made him even more frightening.
At last, everyone signed the alliance and left the imprint of their organization's aura, bringing the meeting of the Secret Organizations to an end.
Broxi distributed a piece of paper to each large secret organization, listing some names of places.
"Our old friends, the Hunter Association, already know about our meeting, so we should give them a greeting gift."
"Please choose one place from these, the place with the most votes will be massacred entirely, as a flag for the rise of our alliance!"
A moment later, all the large secret organizations had cast their votes, determining their first attack target.
Upon seeing the final result, Wen Wen cursed out loud; the chosen place was SRS Foundation.
This was the bitter fruit Wen Wen sowed himself; he angered so many powerful secret organizations.
The Truth Association, Profane Blood, Oye Water City, Abyss Eye, Glory Church all cast their votes for the Foundation.
"This also shows our excellence, only the strong are resented so much," Wen Wen could only comfort himself.
Afterwards, Wen Wen copied the meeting records penned by Hu Youling and sent the copies to the Hunter Association.
In dealing with the Secret Organizations Alliance, they needed to ensure information sharing.
However, Wen Wen wouldn't reveal his undercover identity, only saying that he obtained the information through certain channels.
On Hosta's return trip, Wen Wen continued cursing him maliciously, originally for fun, but now it was genuine.
Upon Hosta's departure from Silent Abyss, Wen Wen received a reply from the Hunter Association.
Wen Wen's intelligence was taken seriously by the council, they decided to immediately launch the New Human Project, striving to equip all humans with 'Qi' before confronting the Silent Abyss monsters.
Only then could the Association withstand the assault of the Secret Organizations Alliance.
It seemed the Hunter Association placed significant emphasis on those so-called monsters in Silent Abyss.
Yet Wen Wen still didn't know what they were, prompting him to write to the Black Night Knight and inquire about the incident.
An hour later, Wen Wen received a reply from the Black Night Knight.
Regarding the Silent Abyss monsters, the Hunter Association knew only legends.
It's said that before humans appeared on this land, it was ruled by another species, whose bodies were immense, the smallest stood a hundred meters tall.
Later, Earth's environment became unsuitable for these gigantic creatures, leading them to fall into slumber.
Their place of rest was Silent Abyss, and the dispersed energy combined into a massive Catastrophe Level containment item, Silent Abyss.
Their naturally dissipated aura formed the monster in Silent Abyss, which liked calling people by name.