The Mimic Venerable King didn't advance rashly, even though He always thought that rats were just rats, forever lurking in places like this sewer to avoid capture.
But after all, it was an organization that couldn't be eradicated for several eras, a monstrous entity. If the apostles joined forces, they might indeed cause Him some trouble.
After all, too many corpses caught in the wheels would affect the vehicle's functioning. No matter how many speed bumps there are, when they accumulate, they will inevitably make the ride bumpy.
Therefore, the Mimic Venerable King decided to be cautious this time. After tracking to this point, He didn't charge in directly but rather stayed put to restore His state, simultaneously casting countless blessings and protections upon Himself.
Blessings for traps, protections against ambushes, protections for rituals, revival blessings, rebirth blessings, and blessings for transferring to shards and avatars, among others...
