"Can you hear me, Mr. Soldier?"
"Mr. Soldier, according to the interrogation of the Old Captain of the Sea Nation, the 'Red-robed Apostle' should possess another ability. When pushed to its limits, it can release a large number of Mental Monsters. We don't know the specific details yet, but we can speculate that this batch of Mental Monsters should be different from the Aberrants that appeared in Qinggang City. Please prepare for a counterattack, Mr. Soldier..."
"Be careful..."
"..."
Crouching atop the ruins on the roof of the Donghai Hotel, Lu Xin quietly watched as his shadow twisted and wrestled with masses of red mental power below the building. A strange emotion also surfaced in his heart.
He could feel the sensation of Father tearing that monster completely apart and suppressing it utterly.
However, the Red-robed Apostle, which had already been torn into countless pieces, had not completely vanished.
The Red-robed Apostle's mental power was in a peculiar state.
No matter how many times it was torn apart, it seemed capable of fusing back together and taking shape again.
Father's ability, however, dismembered it over and over until it was pulverized.
It was a battle between fusion and pulverization.
Looking down at the Red-robed Apostle repeatedly attempting to fuse itself back together, only to remain suppressed, Lu Xin felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
It was as if he had wanted to see this scene for a very long time.
When Han Bing's voice rang out over the channel for who knew how many times, Lu Xin finally came back to his senses.
He heard Han Bing's voice and let out a quiet sigh.
It was clear that she—or rather, the people of Qinggang—were truly trying very hard to help him.
Lu Xin even felt that they were like a