Lynn read the description on the panel.
He looked toward Azephala beside him and saw the chaotic flickering in her eyes.
A flesh servant equipped with bio-armor made from Cthulhu's shed remains!
There was no doubt.
To awaken the Old God lying dormant on Blue Star, the Flesh Dominator had clearly made countless preparations behind the scenes.
Outside the gate, the two sides were still facing off.
The white-haired Apostle leading them gritted his teeth, holding a holy sword as dazzling holy light radiated from his entire body.
"Monster! You won't succeed! Our Hidden Cultivation Society has existed for two thousand years, and it will continue to exist! You think releasing a little contamination will break the seal our god laid down?! That day will never come!"
In an instant.
They all saw the resolve in one another's eyes, the determination to fight to the death.
"This is our final battle. Our very last charge."
"Bloodburn!"
With that sky-shaking roar.
The Apostles let out fierce cries, blazing golden flames instantly engulfing their bodies. The erosion marks on their skin were steadily dispelled, and the figures of seraphim appeared behind them one after another, shrouding them in holy halos.
They burned the angelic bloodlines within them, pushing their power to its absolute limit!
In an instant.
Roaring like warriors sent down by a god, they charged at the Tidecaller amid the holy light.
There was no doubt.
Everyone who could remain here was an utterly devout Apostle. They had undergone layer after layer of screening and were true believers in the seraphim, able to endure even the contamination of the Old Gods.
But it was useless.
The Tidecaller gave a seductive sneer and said:
"Foolish zealots. Still, that's fine. Since your faith is so unwavering, I'll send you to meet your