Hmm!!?
Seeing the blood-stained ground, a thought instinctively flashed through the Withered's mind.
What kind of flower is this?
But in the next moment, his instincts as a Legendary Druid told him—he was wrong.
With this data, he was incredibly clear about one fact.
That thing was definitely not a plant!
Upon closer inspection, he discovered the essence of that scarlet large flower was a blood flower made from animal tendons.
What the hell is this thing?!
Flesh... God of Sinful Desire!!?
The Withered's heart trembled, thinking of a terrifying existence.
"You! You're an Apostle of Sinful Desire!?"
Could it be!
That the one who descended upon that girl yesterday... was the God of Sinful Desire!!?
Although the God of Sinful Desire had faced repeated setbacks here against Herbert, that was unknown to anyone, and others would never underestimate this fearsome existence.
