"'Living Dead' is just your mistaken view of us from the perspective of the living." The Underworld Messenger said calmly, "We have our own country, our own home, that is the Underworld. There, we don't need to rely on the flesh, the soul is everything to us. We will not be tortured by illness, nor will we worry about our lifespan. In the arms of the great and kind Lord of the Underworld, we are eternal and happy. From this point of view, we are actually very similar to you, aren't we, Messenger of Eternity?"
"Who the hell is like you guys?!" Fenris said viciously, "We won't abandon our bodies as easily as you do. Our brains are our most valuable parts!"
"Ah, yes." The Underworld Messenger nodded slightly, as if he understood Fenris very well. "That's why you are brain dead and can't have true immortality like us. No wonder you are dissatisfied with us - well,
I understand now.
"You don't understand shit!" Fenris snapped.
Rocky was rubbing his temples with a headache.
This group of cultists was so evil that it was speechless. Although he also felt that the two of them were really similar in their performance, one embracing death and the other embracing dreams, he did not dare to say it out loud, lest Fenris shift his firepower to him later.
But then again, aren't there a few normal people here?
Why must he, the future Pope of the Rhine, be caught between two weird cultists?
Thinking of this, Rocky turned his gaze to the other people in the tent.
There are three more waves of people left.
Rocky looked over and saw that the person closest to him was the representative of Shengyin. He was alone and had a unhappy look on his face, as if he was just there to make up the numbers.
To be precise, they are indeed here to make up the numbers. The Holy Sound players who can still use music spells are basically the former guardians. The entire Holy Sound is already in name only, not to mention what they can do. Therefore, the Holy Sound Messengers here are more symbolic than practical.
Next to Shengyin was a young woman, the only woman here. She did not have the obvious features like Mingtu and Yongmo, and looked like an ordinary person.
But Rocky still guessed the other party's origin - Tianqin.
In the past, the Lyrans were still very recognizable, after all, most of them were half human and half machine. However, after that incident, most of the machines were damaged, and the previous technology was lost, and the Lyrans returned to primitive society overnight. I heard that they have stabilized now, but they are still far less powerful than they used to be.
In the past, Rhine and Lyra had a close relationship, and the two religions had exchanges and cooperation with each other, but now they no longer had any. Therefore, Loki was not interested in dealing with the Lyra messenger who was no longer the same as before, and was ready to turn his attention to the last one.
But at this moment, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the man standing behind the woman.
Judging from his standing position, the man seemed to be the woman's attendant. He was wearing a mask that covered half of his face, but the half that was exposed was extremely pale, as if he was seriously ill.
Loki was not surprised by this. After all, after the disaster, there were few normal people left among the Lyrans. Most of them were disabled.
The other party noticed Rocky's gaze and gave him a kind look.
Rocky snorted in his heart.
Humph, you want to get my attention with this?
You are so naive. I don't know how many people like you I have seen.
Next!
Rocky turned his gaze to the last group of people - two armored messengers.
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