"President, we've found traces of the Black Vatican!"
"What?!"
Everyone present was startled by the news, and all eyes turned toward the speaker.
Several of the senior officials had already learned from Mo Xie that Nine Infants, one of the Red-robed Archbishops, was behind this ancient capital cataclysm. Yet there had been no news of the Black Vatican until now. They had never expected it to suddenly surface.
"The Black Vatican..."
At the mere mention of the Black Vatican, Zhang Xiaohou clutched his head in pain. Although Han Ji had helped ease his condition, the Forget Worm could not be removed in such a short time.
Mo Fan, Mu Bai, and Xu Zhaoting exchanged glances, their expressions growing grim.
Mu Bai, Zhou Min, and the others in particular had never imagined that the Black Vatican was responsible for the undead laying siege to the Ancient Capital.
Zhu Meng looked at the Military Mage delivering the report, his face darkening, and asked in a low voice.
"What happened?"
"When our Imperial Mages were returning to the Inner City, they happened to capture two Gray-robed Clerics. After questioning them, we learned something important: five Blue-clothed Deacons are preparing to hunt down a young man named Mo Xie."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xi trembled. Her beautiful, spirited face turned icy, and a barely perceptible trace of murderous intent surfaced in her eyes.
"What did you say?!"
Upon hearing the Military Mage's words, Mo Fan strode forward, staring hard into his eyes as though searching for any hint of a lie, and demanded urgently.
"Say that again!"
He had only just spoken to Mo Xie on the phone, only to learn that his older brother would have to face five Blue-clothed Deacons hunting him down alone. How could he not fall