A crowd of insectoids held their breath, vying to protect their friends and colleagues in front of them.
Felster was the quickest to slip away, carried by the crowd, and before he knew it, he stood at the forefront.
Damned insectoids, you really are sothing, even Lord Pride is outdone by you!
Felster stepped back two paces, stepped on a foot, and was fiercely pushed. Turning around angrily, he found that it was Queen Sophia.
Helplessly, he could only endure it.
A mysterious figure entered, and Uriel suddenly opened his eyes, while Kiraal and Vikul also looked over.
Mona tilted her head and haggled with Hexuno for a while, giving up the C position.
Hexuno curiously looked at the mysterious figure, as did Heya and Auga, all three knowing well who Lord of Hypocrisy was, believing firmly that there were no traitors among themselves, and feeling quite curious about the mysterious figure’s identity.
Wayne was also intensely curious, patting his behind, motioning for Philona to be still for a bit, and focused his gaze on the mysterious figure arriving right on ti.
Who exactly is it, and where did they get such firsthand information?
Very soon, Wayne’s brows furrowed tightly.
The mysterious figure took a seat at the long table, facing the seven reincarnated angels without the slightest bit of trepidation, extending a hand from the wide-sleeved robe to embrace a Book of Hell in his arms.
Wayne’s tightly furrowed brows twitched; this book was very familiar, almost identical to the one Frank, the previous mysterious figure from Lundan, held, and with an even deeper imprint of sin.
A series of evidence suggested that Frank’s superior was the Lord Pride, who in the mortal world was known as Bedford, a legendary mage of the Magic Departnt and a notable insectoid in the Tulip Family.
"Could it really be Pride..."
Wayne held his beauty tighter, understanding that it wasn’t surprising for Pride to know his identity, but Pride had no reason to expose him, as they were all parts of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Ah, with the devils, if you don’t betray the other, the other will betray you.
No problem!
Wayne was extrely speechless, having thought that Pride was an exception among the Seven Deadly Sins, fundantally different from demons like Envy.
It turned out to be the sa, inheriting Hell’s regional trait of selling out teammates.
"You skulking fellow, take off your mask!" Uriel said coldly.
"Archangel Uriel, I have no quarrel with you. In fact, I represent my faith to expose the Lord of Hypocrisy, aligning with the interests of the reincarnated angels, at least for tonight." The mysterious figure slowly opened his mouth.
"You hold the Book of Hell and believe in devils, you have no qualification to associate with angels."
Uriel’s voice was even colder: "Take off your mask, tell , who your master is and why you are exposing a fellow devil, the Lord of Hypocrisy?"
"My master is the Lord of Envy, one of the great Seven Deadly Sins."
The mysterious figure unhurriedly raised his hand, lifted his hood, and slowly lowered it, revealing his true face: "As for exposing the Lord of Hypocrisy, the reason is quite simple. My master’s relationship with Hypocrisy is not good. If it is possible to clear out the Lord of Hypocrisy with your help, my master would be happy to provide the information."
Wayne rolled his eyes, even Envy, truly bullying honest devils to death.
Co on, even the Lord of Clown doesn’t have it easy.
"Oh, Great Sage?!"
In Wayne’s arms, Philona exclaid in surprise, directly revealing the mysterious figure’s na.
Moonlight Church’s Great Sage, Galver.
"???"
Wayne tilted his head to look over, and yes indeed, he had seen this face in the Inverted World.
The Galver from the Inverted World had his face distorted by negative information; the current Galver had his features polluted by hellish energy, wearing a Gothic dark makeup, completely unrecognizable to those who weren’t familiar.
"High Priestess Philona, your posture brings sha to the Moonlight Church." Galver said with a gentle smile.
As he spoke, his gaze passed over Philona and landed on Wayne’s face.
The hidden Lord of Hypocrisy in the mortal world!
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Thirteen thousand three hundred words, asking for the monthly ticket at the beginning of the month!
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