Everyone, including Prophet Marco, thanked "Wrinkled Skin" before leaving the bungalow.
Clearly, it was this "Wrinkled Skin" who had the ability to bring the gentlemen's essential attire into Nightmare Space.
The reason ordinary squads had been so easily defeated before was largely because they had no attire,
and many of their abilities, including Limit Release, which could greatly enhance their combat power, could not be used.
The organization had been established entirely around skin. Although everyone had later been allowed to develop different illnesses, skin remained indispensable as the foundation of being a gentleman.
Now,
this squad had actually obtained gentleman's attire deep within Nightmare Town, becoming complete in every respect.
When Catherine saw this scene, the smile that had always remained on her face briefly vanished. Or rather, she sensed a genuine threat from this group.
As for "Wrinkled Skin," he also revealed his true appearance.
He removed his pajamas, revealing an extremely exaggerated pear-shaped figure.
All the thick skin and flesh were concentrated around his belly, while the wrinkled skin on his body hung freely in multiple layers like the skirt of a flesh-colored princess dress.
The skin on his body was inexhaustible. If the squad members' attire was damaged during battle, they could replenish it directly from him.
To some extent, he could be considered Zion's chief tailor.
Prophet Marco came before "Wrinkled Skin" and bowed with his back turned. "Thank you, Mr. Spacy, for your contributions to the organization. We will give everything we have to eradicate the Nightmare's source hidden here."
A tremor came from deep within Wrinkled Skin Spacy's throat, as if layers of flesh hung throughout his vocal tract.
"The First Gentleman is the one who truly made the sacrifice. A 'substitute' like me has been far freer by comparison... Begin exploring this