They were already shrouded in the virus!
But...
"Then, you can guess again."
At that instant, he suddenly heard Ji Jue's voice, so clear.
Because all other sounds had suddenly disappeared.
"What is the true trigger that ends the incubation period of the spiritual strain, ushers it into maturity, and allows it to show its complete form?"
What is... it?
The Pope's consciousness paused for a moment.
He felt his throat itch, instinctively coughed once, but found he couldn't stop.
The gentle cough quickly turned into a heart-wrenching shriek, and each cough rapidly spurted out green blood from his mouth and nose, along with countless small structures like worm eggs. As they fell into the blood, the eggs hatched and spread. Fine spiritual worms joyously wriggled within the blood.
