"How could there be Undead Foreigners who broke through the ritual's blockade and appeared here..."
Louisa withdrew her hand, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
At her side, the blonde little girl Doromy had grown more than ten centimeters taller, appearing about twelve or thirteen years old, but her delicate and petite face remained unnaturally calm.
She slightly raised her small hand, spreading her five fingers, absorbing the Sin Blood from the city incessantly, her clear voice faintly said:
"It's the Spirit World's chaos."
Although Louisa, the Pope, was not as skilled as her brother, she was still an experienced Sequence Three demigod. Within a moment's thought, her expression turned grave.
"This is too much of a coincidence. This city had just been sealed off, and someone got brought in by the Spirit World's chaos... They would leak the happenings here, brother."
