The red-robed figures immediately split into two clearly distinct groups. Most retreated, but a few charged forward against the flow of the crowd.
This... Theus had not yet figured out how to distinguish the Transcendents among these cultists, yet they had separated themselves!?
Was there really such a convenient thing?
Theus, who had been extremely cautious just moments ago, instantly stopped feeling tense. He had thought they were all Transcendents and that he could not afford to provoke them, but there were only a few of them.
Though he knew extraordinary power should not be judged by numbers, Theus still unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
The situation today was simply too complicated. These people were neither like cultists nor, with their sneaky behavior, did they resemble the Candlelight Society. The crucial part was that they claimed he had summoned an evil god.
And there was also some Outer God, though he had no idea which side it belonged to.
His mind had become a tangled mess, and he had no idea how to handle it.
But now, he was relieved. So they were not that strong after all. Then it did not matter which side they belonged to.
"I'm not a god—neither an evil god nor an Outer God! And certainly not the Lord of Moths!" Theus shouted.
In the end, Chloe must have used some method to communicate with them in secret. These people had managed to complete some ritual without alerting Theus and send him back to the Golden Throne...
"This shell was originally full of Pollution, but a newly born Outer God possesses an untainted body... So your luck is truly good."
Theus remained silent, quietly waiting for the other party to reveal more information.
They possessed the same madness as cultists. Yet in a world