I'm not just human!

The audience waited patiently for the golden barrier to disappear.

The main problem is that if the golden barrier doesn't disappear, they can't go back...

The Golden Beacon Scroll, as a supreme sealed artifact, possesses a mysterious power that even the extraordinary monarchs present could not resist. It is estimated that only the three extraordinary monarchs, including Emperor Sharatu, were able to move freely.

Moreover, the audience unanimously believed that once the golden barrier disappeared, everyone would naturally be teleported back. If they insisted on leaving on their own now, wouldn't they have to travel for nothing?

Especially for viewers who don't live in the Wright Starfield, they might need to enter dozens or even hundreds of inter-starfield super-large teleportation arrays in succession...

After such an extremely long journey, people are exhausted and suffer from the aftereffects of spatial fluctuations for quite some time before they can recover.

Seeing that the magnificent golden palace Caesar had entered within the golden barrier was beginning to melt away, the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, I don't know how much longer I'd have to stay here.

The main thing is that the Super Fighting Grand Prix is ​​over. Watching the matches was incredibly exciting and enjoyable, but now that it's all over, why not go back and brag to your friends and family instead of waiting here?

Among everyone present, even the three Holy Emperors of Sharatu failed to notice the departure of the Golden Beacon Scroll.

"Are you ready? That kid is too cautious. I'm afraid he'll use the secret power of the Gate of Stars to escape the moment the Golden Barrier disappears!"

In the human spectator area, Pope Hercules was beaming with excitement, his fists clenched, already eager to try his hand at the game.

Although a future Mystic Emperor, whose current strength is roughly equivalent to a top-tier angel-level overlord, could not possibly escape the pursuit of the three extraordinary monarchs.

But that kid using the alias Caesar has far too many secrets. Maybe he really does have a way to escape immediately?

In that case, even if the three Great Lords used various extraordinary means to discover Caesar's true identity through the area where the Golden Palace was located, finding him in the entire universe would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Don't worry, Caesar is a signatory to the Gate of Stars, and so am I. Apart from the difference in our fundamental techniques, his mastery of the Gate of Stars is probably only one percent of mine. Do you think he can escape my grasp?"

Patriarch Osius, with a profound and inscrutable expression, stood with his hands behind his back, looking completely composed.

Emperor Shalatu nodded slightly:

“Indeed, Osius, it’s up to you now. If I can successfully recruit this kid, who goes by the alias Caesar, into our Church of Paradoxes, I’ll owe you a huge favor.”

Patriarch Osius waved his hand:

"We've been friends for hundreds of years, why are you saying all this? Here's what we'll do: you just hand this kid over to our Silver White Church, and I'll consider it a huge favor I owe you!"

Pope Hercules was speechless:

"You're all waving back and forth like you're making it seem like Caesar is destined to join your church. Don't forget how tempting it is for those who sign the Silver Throne to have the Absolute Defense Master personally instruct them on this!"

As soon as He finished speaking, the space outside the golden barrier suddenly began to fluctuate violently.

That wasn't an ordinary spatial fluctuation; it was as if it instantly encompassed the entire universe.

Following this, amidst gasps of surprise, spectators from all over the universe disappeared one by one from various viewing areas—humans, demi-humans, humanoid supernatural beings… clearly being teleported back.

The three extraordinary rulers exchanged glances, showing no surprise whatsoever.

After all, the Golden Beacon Scroll is a sealed artifact with its own consciousness.

How could it possibly put the extraordinary individuals it personally selected, who ultimately won, and who had even reviewed its work, in danger?

In other words, if the golden barrier disappears, but the rulers and extraordinary monarchs it pulled over are still there, wouldn't that be equivalent to sending the victors of this time to these powerful beings, giving them the opportunity to interrogate them about the secrets recorded in the Golden Dao Beacon Scroll?

Therefore, whether it is recorded in history or inquired about by the three extraordinary rulers, after the battle for the Golden Dao Beacon Scroll ended, all irrelevant people were indeed sent away.

The gasps of surprise around them grew louder and louder, almost becoming a continuous chorus. Of course, some spectators remained calm and composed, quietly waiting to be teleported back.

Before long, the area outside the golden barrier was completely empty, with only a few dozen people who had come to watch the battle on their own.

Among them were three people, including Patriarch Osius.

At that very moment, countless cracks appeared on the golden barrier, as if it could no longer hold on and had exhausted its last bit of power.

Snapped!

With a deafening roar, the golden barrier shattered like glass, its fragments tumbling and falling, disappearing into thin air before even reaching the sea.

Immediately afterwards, the golden palace also completely melted away.

Only a figure, as agile as a tiger or leopard and as handsome as a god, remained standing on the sea.

Seeing that this "Caesar" had finally revealed his true form, Patriarch Osius and his two companions couldn't help but smile and prepared to fly over.

The other angel-level overlords, including Tefaro, who had not yet left, were all stunned.

Because the figure that appeared from the golden palace did not resemble Caesar at all.

Who is this...?

Chapter 232 What? Xia Fa is your great-grandson? The Mysterious Singularity's Amazing Secret Contract Ability!

The sun is shining and the wind is beautiful.

The sea surface shimmered with golden light, stretching to the horizon, with gentle waves rising and falling, accompanied by the sound of the tide.

Suddenly, the sky, which was originally a deep blue with a hint of gold, inexplicably darkened.

One by one, stars lit up in the sky, casting a dazzling light, as if in an instant, the cosmos descended and thousands of stars gathered.

Tefal and the others were on the deck of the pirate ship when they looked with considerable surprise at "Caesar," whose appearance was now completely different.

Upon seeing this, everyone was startled and involuntarily looked up at the sky.

The next moment, as a ray of light from one of the stars fell beside "Caesar," a dignified and solemn old man, with his hands behind his back, slowly emerged from the starlight.

Immediately afterwards, the sky lit up again, and the countless stars disappeared.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye. Among the local spectators from Planet Caligi who had not yet left and were still there, those of lower rank than angels did not even notice that the sky had dimmed for a moment.

Top-tier angelic overlords like Tefal naturally noticed it.

But then, whether it was Tefaro himself, or Casimir, or even the Laughing Clown, the One-Act Actor, the Painter... all these young and powerful overlords trembled all over and looked at the old man who had appeared in disbelief.

The old man was dressed in a pure white robe, with patterns of the universe and starry sky on his chest and back. The patterns seemed to be miniature versions of the real universe, and if one concentrated even slightly, one's mind would be drawn into them.

Among the young powerhouses present, Tefaro and Kazimierz were the most surprised, and in an instant, they showed fear, like students who had done something wrong meeting a dignified principal.

Because they are both members of the Silver Church.

And this old man was none other than Osius, the patriarch of the Silver Church!

"Oh... Patriarch Osius? What brings Him here?"

Tefaro murmured, completely unexpected that their Silver Church's Patriarch, who was second only to God and above all others, a transcendent Grand Lord, would suddenly appear at the just-concluded Super Fighting Grand Prix!

Although the clown and his companions weren't from the Silver Church, they were still quite surprised.

This grand prix of fighting for the Golden Beacon Scrolls has actually... attracted the attention of Patriarch Osius, a great figure standing at the top of the entire universe?

Patriarch Osius... what does he want by suddenly appearing next to "Caesar"?

Could it be that they've taken a liking to Caesar's performance in the Super Fighting Grand Prix and want to personally recruit him into the Silver Church?

Also, Caesar's appearance and height are completely different from before. Why is that?

Or perhaps, Caesar participated in this Super Fighting Grand Prix by concealing his true appearance, and possibly even his name. Was he hiding something? Or was he avoiding something?

Just as the group of young overlords were filled with doubt and surprise, suddenly, an extremely powerful aura spread out from the sky.

Like a heavy and majestic mountain descending from the sky, even though Tefaro, the Clown of Surprise, and others were among the top angel-level overlords, and were only one step away from becoming extraordinary monarchs, they all felt breathless and their chests were extremely tight under that pressure.

They even genuinely felt that if the pressure had been just a little stronger, their bodies would have shattered, leaving them utterly powerless to resist!

"Hercules, tone it down."

Suddenly, a faint voice rang out. Although the voice was old, it carried the majesty of a king.

Among the young overlords, the Clown of Surprise and Laughter suddenly paused, as if he recognized who had spoken.

In that instant, the terrifying pressure, as vast as mountains and as deep as the sea, vanished.

A giant, nearly ten meters tall, with shimmering golden armor and even golden hair and eyebrows, crashed through the clouds and descended from the sky.

No, that's not a giant. He was clearly just a human, but he had a height and size that were even more exaggerated than that of the Giant King Gianni!

The young overlords were all stunned. Even though none of them were members of the Absolute Church, they all recognized who this golden giant was.

Because they grew up listening to various legends about this golden giant, even if they had never seen him, he had already left a deep impression on them.

This golden giant... is none other than Hercules, the legendary Pope of the Absolute Church!

"Wait, what was that sound just now..."

Suddenly, when Thefalho and the others saw Pope Hercules appear, they all realized something.

In the entire universe, apart from the nine righteous gods, those unknown beings, and the minor and outer gods who cannot approach the real world, there is only one who dares to speak to Pope Hercules in this way.

"Emperor Sharatul has actually come too..."

The painter murmured something, his face showing extreme fear.

Although He was not a member of the Church of Paradox, as the saying goes, a person's reputation precedes them. These young people, upon seeing Emperor Sharatul, were like mice before a cat, utterly unafraid.

It was a pure, heartfelt reverence for such a great figure.

Of course, deep down, I also longed to establish a relationship with such an important figure, as it would be extremely beneficial to my future development.

The next moment, an old man dressed in a seven-colored robe and holding a black and gold scepter slowly flew down from the sky.

The clown looked up at the old man once, and his whole body trembled. His face immediately showed an expression of extreme surprise mixed with fear.

"It really is Great-Grandpa! What brings Him here..."

Immediately afterwards, both Pope Hercules and Emperor Sharatul, just like Patriarch Osius, descended to "Caesar's" side!

The group of young overlords, though somewhat bewildered, were also quite curious. Not daring to make any rash moves, they all decided to stand on the deck and observe from a distance what was going on.

Why would these three extraordinary lords, who hold extremely high positions and possess immense power, suddenly appear together and seek out Caesar?

Only Casimir and Tefaro seemed to realize something, their expressions showing understanding, but they were unwilling to leave, wanting to see what was going on.

In particular, which church will Caesar join?

Or perhaps, did the three Great Lords seek out Caesar for something else entirely?

Of course, many people present saw that the situation seemed to have developed to a point where they could not get involved, and that even eavesdropping or watching might be dangerous, so they all chose to leave.

Most of these people were local viewers from Caligi, but many were also contestants.

Only the angelic overlords and top-tier angelic overlords who came from the earthly kingdoms of various righteous gods dared to remain on the pirate ship.