For the Mixed-Blood Scalekin intelligence agents, they had no idea how they had been discovered.
But they preferred to believe it had been some technological method.
"An Evolver!"
"The Fallen Angel Church truly lives up to its reputation!"
"Is this really the time to be admiring that?"
As they spoke, the armed personnel who had set up their guns had already abandoned any thought of attacking.
"He's too fast. Split up and run!"
After saying that, the armed man himself instead prepared to surrender without resistance.
He knew how terrifying an enemy like this was. There was no escaping.
Sure enough, the knight reached his target and, without the slightest politeness, casually ripped the door straight out of the wall.
For ordinary people, the sight was overwhelmingly shocking.
For intelligence agents, no amount of reading about Evolvers could compare to witnessing one in person.
The pressure of a higher life-form was enough to drive them to the brink of collapse.
"Little rats, His Highness is not to be watched. Come with me and beg forgiveness!"
One intelligence agent tried to make a small move, but the knight reacted swiftly. With a casual slap, he sent the man's head twisting to one side.
That casually brutal act, coupled with the utterly indifferent expression on his face, made him even more terrifying.
The others wisely chose to heed the warning. They did not want to lie down and sleep forever just yet.
The knight did not even impose any restraints. He simply watched them drive their hovercars to the Fallen Angel Church branch themselves.
The moment Fissman saw them, his heart began pounding violently.
With just one glance, he knew they were his own people.
He had expected the intelligence department to send someone, but he had not expected them to get