"Where's Mary?" The Giant Infant's gaze swept around.
Within its enormous eyes.
At the center was a tiny black pupil. With that pupil as the focal point, countless twisted blood vessels radiated densely outward, filling the whites of the eyes.
It looked fierce and horrifying.
"She's here."
The Mysterious Woman who had pursued Jiang Qiao appeared on the beach. She looked at the Giant Infant and said indifferently:
"They're in the underground corridor."
"The people from the Longevity God Church are very secretive. They haven't revealed their true identities."
"But it should be a grand archbishop."
"He summoned the Holy Spirit."
"That person who is suspected to be a successor of the Soul-Reaping organization displayed the organization's unique Stealth ability. Even if he isn't a successor, he is definitely closely connected to them."
The brown-bear-like man named Wanye smiled.
"The Holy Spirit?"
"Just a cripple."
There was a hint of disdain in his voice. He clearly knew about the old man in the corridor and did not care at all about the other party's identity as a remnant soul of a Half-God.
"They may have other measures in reserve," the red-haired man said.
"Since this involves Soul-Reaping, many things must be handled cautiously. They're best at schemes and trickery."
"Heh."
The smile on Wanye's face became even more pronounced.
"Schemes and trickery?"
"Soul-Reaping collapsed during the Nether Era. It's impossible for it to be resurrected. The so-called successor is more likely just a lucky fellow who obtained a few scraps."
"Perfect."
"There are still some things about Soul-Reaping that we haven't figured out."
"Capture him."
"Perhaps we can follow the clues."
"And find some leads."
Wanye did not care about the people in the corridor at all. In his eyes, they were all turtles trapped in a jar.
"Not bad."