Two tall white men carrying crosses descended onto the building opposite him, watching him warily.
In the air ahead of and behind him, three women dressed as nuns hovered with veils over their faces, staring fixedly in his direction as the auras radiating from them grew increasingly oppressive.
And in a concealed corner farther away, Lynn detected another figure whose aura was hidden, aiming a Flintlock at him.
And...
Lynn tilted his head and smiled faintly at the familiar figure glaring at him through the mist, walking toward him step by step with the Burning Sword in her hand.
"Sheng Luo, instead of going to that hospital to help me clean up, you're hiding here to ambush me. Is this really worth your time?"
Seven Apostles.
Lynn quickly confirmed their identities through the system panel.
Like those ancient religious traditions, the Hidden Cultivation Society had established twelve Apostles who followed their holy figure, just as in the Bible. This time, seven of them had come at once.
It seemed the Hidden Cultivation Society was taking him more seriously than ever before.
Messiah stared fixedly at him, blazing golden flames rising all over her body, and said:
"I truly can't make sense of where you stand, Mr. Lynn. First, I do have to thank you. You were right. This city is being infected by those parasites. If we don't take effective measures, it won't be long before it really becomes a dead city."
"You were absolutely right, and I did misjudge you before. It isn't just this city. We've discovered the same infected people in major cities all over the world. The insect swarm really is devouring this world."
Lynn tilted his head and teased, "So we're on the same side now?"
Messiah narrowed her eyes, light flickering in her gaze,