Some time earlier…0

“Young Monarch! I have discovered information about other Apostles in the Apostle of Evolution’s memories!”0

Beru made his report, recounting what he’d learned after consuming the Apostle of Evolution’s brain.0

“There is another called the Apostle of Domination! He operates differently from the others we’ve encountered. While the Apostle of Paradise ruined ecosystems and the Apostle of Evolution experimented on humans, the Apostle of Domination secretly birthed an army of his own.”0

“Birthed?” Suho asked.0

“Yes. His ability allows him to create countless butterflies, all copies of himself who share a single consciousness and purpose. They seem to be a sort of collective intelligence that—”0

“How many are there?”0

“Well...”0

The Apostle of Evolution hadn’t known the precise number of soldiers under the Apostle of Domination’s command. Each Apostle, loyal to a different Itarim, saw the others as rivals and kept their secrets well-guarded. The Apostle of Paradise, who had provided the Elvenwoods to the Apostle of Domination, was the only one who knew the location of his stronghold. But even he hadn’t grasped the full scale of the operation.0

One thing, however, was certain. Even now, the Apostle of Domination’s soldiers were multiplying. Still, the Apostle of Evolution...0