Fortunately, Sir Awen's psionic protection kept the blast from reaching them inside. Even so, the tremors continually rolling in from outside were enough to set their hearts pounding.
"This is only the Mechanical Church's first wave of attacks. Given how they operate, there'll definitely be a second wave, then a third. Only after the bombardment ends will their real all-out assault begin."
Sir Awen stood beside Lynn, looking up at the billowing flames.
Lynn asked calmly, "Can the Flesh God Cult hold out?"
Sir Awen raised his head. "That depends on whether they're determined to fight to the end."
Nestled in Lynn's arms, Alice quietly looked up at him in his Plague Doctor Mask. Then, as though she had made a decision, her little hand slowly turned intangible, passed straight through his mask, and rested on his cheek.
Lynn froze. Feeling that icy touch, he instinctively looked down at Alice in his arms and asked in surprise:
"Alice, you..."
Alice shook her head, the eerie ghostly aura in her eyes flowing around her body.
"Big brother, use Alice. It's... too dangerous here, meow."
As she spoke.
She closed her eyes, her long golden hair streaming in the cold ghostly aura. Under Lynn's gaze, her body grew increasingly transparent.
Then, slowly, like a ghost, she merged into his body.
The instant Alice entered his body, Lynn felt a tremendous chill begin flowing through his veins. That sinister ghostly aura and hatred came perilously close to affecting his consciousness as well.
But soon.
Lynn felt that savage hatred being suppressed, while the sinister ghostly aura was forcibly subdued and bound to the inside and outside of his body.
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