The Holy Son, Right? Father Body Descent, Right?

"Recovery failed."

"Initiating... Father Body Descent."

The massive Black Crystal hand braced itself against the edge of the stone coffin, and the entire core area began to shake violently.

One by one, the Black Crystal lines embedded in the walls lit up. The floor, pipes, altar, hospital beds—all black light surged in the same direction.

"Recover..."

"Recover..."

Countless overlapping voices echoed in his mind as Milluki's terminal screen flashed with a blinding red light.

He glanced down, and even the fat on his face stiffened.

"Bai Zhu! Those connected to the Life Circuit are being forcibly drained!"

"The maternity ward, the children's altar, the Holy Knight outer ring—their readings are all dropping!"

"That thing didn't emerge alone. It's devouring the entire Church!"

Bai Zhu did not answer.

Standing in the middle of the blood pool, he first glanced at the hand crawling out of the stone coffin, then lowered his eyes to the Holy Son still writhing at his feet.

Any mood he had for showing off earlier had vanished completely.

Milluki still tried to report the countdown. "Your ultimate move has..."

"Shut up."

Bai Zhu raised his blade and walked forward.

"I'm really annoyed right now."

Milluki swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

Leaning against the wall, Illumi flexed his newly recovered wrist and turned his attention back to the stone coffin.

"The Pope is not the main body."

Milluki froze.

"Bro, what do you mean?"

Illumi stared at the Pope's shell as it twisted and deformed atop the altar.

"He is more like a vessel."

"The Holy Son and Holy Maiden are the same."

"The Black Crystal Circuits on their bodies are connected less like independent individuals and more like the organs of some creature."

Milluki felt his scalp go numb.

"So what the hell is