All the Apostles looked stunned, feeling wave after wave of breathlessness.
Because this was indeed the most reasonable explanation.
Messiah sat in a daze.
She recalled those occasions when she had trained on the outskirts of the Hermitage. It was only after those experiences that her power had advanced by leaps and bounds. Her blood came from the Holy One of old, and the Holy One had been born of that Angel, which was why she could feel that intense, almost burning affinity whenever she drew near.
Previously, she had never understood, assuming it was simply some secluded place where one could deepen one's strength.
But now it seemed...
There had been a reason for everything.
She immediately recalled two of her training sessions at the Hermitage, when she had occasionally heard a clamor inside her mind, as though some inner demon were constantly trying to tear her mind apart. Yet each time, it had appeared for only an instant before the power within her suppressed it.
Perhaps it had never been some so-called inner demon.
But rather...
"A real demon."
She murmured the words.
She abruptly rose from the sofa, her expression more serious and grave than ever, and said urgently:
"If that's really the case, we must return to the Vatican immediately. We've already lost contact with the Heavenly Lord. We have to tell the other Apostles there about the Flesh God Cult right away. If their true objective is the Hermitage..."
Because no one knew what the situation was like in the deepest reaches of the Hermitage.
If the Flesh Dominator's followers really found that place...
If that Old Days entity really was released again...
Then no one knew what would become of this world's future. More than two thousand years had already passed! No one knew