"Old Man, what brought you here?"
Little White Tiger asked curiously, "Weren't you setting a trap in the Capital?"
"Those fucking bastards from Eden screwed it up."
The mere mention of it filled the Old Man with anger.
He had spent so long planning in secret, feigning illness, faking his death, and showing weakness to the enemy.
He had finally gotten the Pope to take the bait, only for Eden to ruin everything at the last moment.
"Who was that just now?"
"Gainan."
Seeing that the Old Man was getting angry, Old Ninth grinned and offered him a cigarette. "Don't get worked up at your age. If you get so angry you croak, we're not ready to take over your position yet."
"Piss off, you little bastard." The Old Man's disdain for Old Ninth was nothing new. He cursed, then said, "That explains it, if it was him."
"How?"
"One of Eden's Twelve Apostles, a half-mechanical Awakened. That brat was the only Awakened to escape from White Garment. His special ability is very strange."
"He's responsible for Eden's intelligence and recruiting." The Old Man's brows knotted tightly, and he shook his head with a hint of helplessness. "Their emergence means another catastrophe."
The Lei Zis had no real understanding of Eden.
After all, they had never lived through those days that had nearly brought down the human race.
But Little White Tiger took his words to heart. "A half-mechanical Awakened?"
He had never heard that strange term before.
"Half-mechanical Awakened are beings who have undergone Adam Modification, with certain body parts replaced by machinery and powerful special abilities bestowed on them," the Old Man explained patiently.
"That badass? No wonder he escaped from White Garment," Thirteen marveled to himself.
In everyone's minds, White Garment stood at the pinnacle of combat