Summon the Gods
Editor: Atlas Studios
Everyone was clueless about how to handle these things. After all, this thing was too hard to kill. In the first place, viruses and illnesses were mankind's eternal enemies. And yet, this dimension that was invading them was directly the Plague Dimension. And obviously, these viruses could even corrode metal, not to mention humans.
Amongst them, no matter how powerful they were, they didn't dare to touch those things. How were they supposed to fight?
Yet, just as everyone was sighing, Hong Xingyu suddenly reminded. "Dali, we don't have any solution. But I think one person might know how to solve this."
Hearing Hong Xingyu's words, everyone looked towards him. Hong Dali thought for a while, then suddenly, his eyes lit up and said, "Great-grandfather, you mean to say the Goddess of Wisdom? My wife!?"
"That's right." Hong Xingyu nodded and said, "We're unable to think of anything, but that doesn't mean she can't. After all, her identity is…"