Lynn smiled faintly, adjusted his Monocle, and lifted her chin between his fingers. Gazing into her eyes, blazing with murderous fury and humiliation, he said:
"Then, before we say goodbye, one last word of advice: don't try to track me down again. We're actually on the same side now. Whatever our positions might be, our enemy is the Flesh God Cult invading this world. I shouldn't be your target either. Do you understand?"
"Still, I believe we'll meet again. If you charge at me just as mindlessly next time, you'd better watch out."
Smiling, Lynn fished a wallet out of her pocket and glanced at her ID photo. Then he happily helped himself to her phone and the few thousand in cash inside her wallet, tucked them into his clothes, and stepped back, severing the tentacles connected to him with a slash.
"Well, goodbye, little Sheng Luo. The curse on you will wear off in two hours, so there's no need to worry too much."
Just before the rumbling armed helicopters and countless footsteps behind him arrived.
Lynn elegantly removed his Top Hat, held one hand behind his back, and gave her a slight bow, pressing the hat to his chest as he said with a smile:
"Goodbye!"
Whoosh-
Blood-red mist swallowed his body in an instant.
By the time the two white men rushed over with more than a hundred special forces soldiers, all they saw was Messiah hanging from a tree by tentacles, humiliated and streaked with tears. There was no trace of Lynn.
"Messiah!!"
Shocked, they immediately rushed over and cut away the tentacles around her, trying to lower her to the ground.
But they soon discovered that even after the tentacles binding her had been removed, her body remained frozen in the same position, wreathed in