At that moment.
Lynn charged in like a Primordial Beast.
Hadn't everything he had done all this time been for this very moment? To drive the Flesh God Cult out of this world for good, to wipe them out completely-for Lady Blood Cloak, for Uncle White Night, for all those who had died at their hands.
Today would be the final reckoning!
"So you came after all."
The Flesh Cultist at the head of the group wore a savage expression, holding a blazing torch.
"But we knew this day would come. From the moment you killed our god's projection, we became mortal enemies, bound to fight until death! So you think we came unprepared?!"
"Repel the enemy!!"
He abruptly issued the command in an icy voice.
In an instant.
Rustle-
Several Flesh Kin rushed out, their heads splitting open to reveal enormous, bloody mouths that reeked of rot.
As their flesh underwent a cataclysmic transformation, blood-colored mist spewed from their mouths, instantly engulfing the entire area within sight. The moment the Blood Mist settled on Lynn's mechanical body, layer upon layer of creeping flesh appeared across its surface.
Flesh Plague!
How familiar it was!
At that moment, Lynn almost couldn't help laughing.
It instantly reminded him of the trump card that had nearly wiped out the Mechanical Church's entire army and several Hives in Curse City. He had never expected that one day, they would use it against him.
But without a doubt, the Flesh Plague was the most effective weapon they had developed to counter mechanical bodies!
"But have you forgotten?"
"I was a flesh-and-blood life-form to begin with, and I was one of the first people to encounter this plague. Or have you forgotten that I'm a Steward of your Leviathan?!"
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