What image did Xu Yue now hold in the minds of these Night Watchers, who were facing a formidable enemy?
He was the kind of person who could stand before Aurora Society members and make them kneel in worship.
The aura of depravity around him was simply far too dense.
Even though Xu Yue appeared completely fine, they did not dare let their guard down in the slightest.
The more normal he looked, the more unsettling and terrifying it became.
"Old man? What's going on?"
Leonard looked at Xu Yue, whose aura of depravity was surging, and repeatedly questioned the angelic old man in his heart.
Meanwhile, Pallez Zoroaster, inside Leonard's body, was panicking as he stared at that monocle.
"I-I don't know either. Stop asking me. Let me catch my breath."
Although he had long concluded that Xu Yue was merely an ordinary monocle enthusiast and had nothing to do with Amon,
Pallez Zoroaster, who suffered from severe Amon PTSD, still became flustered the moment something abnormal appeared on Xu Yue.
Pallez, Pallez! You have someone backing you now, so what are you afraid of?!
Besides, no matter what, he was a Sequence 1 of the same pathway. With the convergence characteristic of Beyonder characteristics, if Amon were right in front of him, there was no way he could have misjudged it.
This truly was not Amon!
"Phew. He should have been contaminated by the True Creator. At this level, he's beyond saving. He may look perfectly normal, but his thoughts have already been completely twisted. Whatever he does next would no longer be surprising."
Grandpa Pallez analyzed the situation calmly.
"Is there really no saving him? Couldn't we use a ritual to ask the Goddess to purify him?"
Leonard felt somewhat heavy-hearted. Although he had not known this