That voice was so piercing.
The hysteria in that voice drowned out the noise of the entire battlefield for a moment.
The four Origins immediately turned their gazes toward the sudden cry.
In the distance.
Lynn stood alone in the desolate wilderness.
He, too, turned in a daze to look at the black cat who had been sitting on his shoulder. That voice was so hysterical and desperate that Lynn could clearly see the tremor in her eyes.
"Miao Miao..."
The black cat abruptly leaped from Lynn's shoulder to the ground, all her fur bristling. Her trembling gaze fixed on the old man's face atop the immense Leviathan.
"It's him! Back then... that demon was the one who turned Miao Miao into a monster! Miao Miao's mother, father, brother... he hurt them all!!"
At that moment, a shock ran through Lynn's entire body.
Even Sir Awen's gaze suddenly grew solemn and profound.
Miao Miao trembled all over. Immense fear and the bloodstained memories of her past surged up from the deepest recesses of her mind like water from a spring, leaving her whole body ice-cold.
Those bloodstained photographs.
The bone-deep pain of cut after cut.
Her mother's face, her father's face, her brother's face-all surfaced at that moment.
That cold underground base, the endless torment, that pale Plague Doctor Mask, that kindly-looking demon who mercilessly subjected them to flesh experiments.
And all of it converged into the number that identified him.
315!
Lynn's expression instantly turned grave. He scooped up Miao Miao and, cold as ice, immediately activated the Scythe's Warp, closing the distance until the system panel could appear.
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In an instant, the Plague Doctor's information panel appeared before his eyes.
``` [Dawn 315]
[Race]: Flesh Aggregate
[Level]: death omen