After Wang Yizhi's initial questioning had passed, the five of them seemed to have nothing much to talk about along the way. Most importantly, Chong Ying's current special condition made things awkward. Yet no matter what Chong Ying did, Wang Yizhi, who stood apart on her own, showed no change in expression.
"By the way, Jia Xin, do we not need to worry about the Prison Envoys from the other two countries?" Zhang Chen asked, breaking the awkward silence.
"The two from America—Wanmo has his concerns, so he will temporarily lurk in this world. There is a certain chance that he will make contact with one of Nyarlathotep's incarnations, but he will not make any major moves. As for the priest... he should have remained inside the palace. In his eyes, acting alongside us would probably seem far too slow, so he went to seek out Nyarlathotep himself."
"The priest stayed in the palace?" Zhang Chen frowned.
"It can't be helped. Like Jin Geng, he is a Prison Envoy with a Heroic Spirit Soul Stone. Moreover, the priest's convictions run even deeper. We have no way of stopping him, so it was better to let him remain in the palace and use our actions to conceal his own. That gave him a few more chances to target Nyarlathotep alone."
"If he can kill the Black Pharaoh incarnation, that would naturally be the best outcome. If he cannot, it will not have much impact on our overall plan. After all, I never included him in my considerations from the start."
Jia Xin's explanation was simple and clear. As Zhang Chen nodded slightly, he caught the scent of human flesh and blood from roughly a thousand meters away.
"The regions experienced by each of Nyarlathotep's incarnations have likely been moved here through