At those words, the Apostles' faces twisted with humiliation and rage. Their eyes nearly split at the corners, and the looks they fixed on Lynn made it clear they wanted to slice him into a thousand pieces right then.
"How dare you!!"
The white man whose chest had just been pierced was especially furious. Flames almost seemed to gush from his eyes. Seeing that bastard hold Messiah's delicate body captive at his side, toying with her as though she were a lamb, drove the anger and frustration in his chest beyond what he could bear.
As the Fifth Apostle, he had always harbored an intense, deeply rooted desire to possess Messiah, the girl who had truly inherited the Seraphim's legacy.
Were it not for the Hidden Cultivation Society's strict internal commandments, he would probably have begun pursuing Messiah long ago.
And he had never worried about that.
Messiah had spent years secluded within the Hidden Cultivation Society like a nun, with hardly any opportunities to interact with the outside world. There were so many things she did not understand at all. In his eyes, she was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and whenever he wished, he could claim that blank sheet entirely for himself.
But now.
His angel was being held captive by a demon from Hell, who was even demanding that she do something so vile!
How could he not feel furious and frustrated?
The corner of White Night's mouth twitched slightly as well.
But Lynn paid them no heed. He gently held Messiah's chin and said:
"Well? Have you made up your mind? Come mend the rift between us, and we can go back to being as close as we were before. I imagine you don't want the alliance we worked so hard to establish