Late at night, in a high-rise building, a gathering.
After finishing their daily prayers, the Fallen Divine Art Masters still did not leave.
Someone looked at the mysterious young man behind Gu Xiaomeng. He was the only one not wearing a mask, and he was holding a child in his arms.
"Go ahead and talk. I'm just here to take a look."
Cairns shrugged. "If that powerful figure you mentioned really exists, then I'll have a favor to ask."
The Fallen Divine Art Masters were no fools. They could all sense the strangeness of the infant in Cairns's arms.
However, out of consideration for Gu Xiaomeng, they did not act rashly.
Tonight, they had originally decided to hold a collective prayer ritual and pray to the powerful being who had sheltered them without asking for anything in return.
The ritual slowly began.
They sat in a circle and began using chalk to draw on the ground some strange runes they had seen in their dreams.
Gu Xiaomeng sat among them as well. Though Cairns could not see her expression, he could sense her devotion.
This devotion was very strange.
"Usually, once someone has betrayed a god, it is rare for them to remain devout toward another god. That is human nature." Cairns pressed down hard on Xiuyi. Ge Lai Ma in his arms, a curious look appearing on his face.
Yet these Fallen Divine Art Masters were all extremely devout. That was truly bizarre.
Meanwhile, the God of Fear was secretly rejoicing!
He had finally left that damned Mental Hospital!
This place was cheap too, but at least it was outside, with vast amounts of Fear Power for him to absorb!
In another hour... no, just half an hour, and he would be able to tear Giggs's son to pieces!