"I am… Ivanovic, a senior advisor in the Kremlin's advisory group to Turkey, and the head of the Purification Society's Middle East region…" Ivanovic's consciousness seemed to be fading, his gaze dazed as he stated his identity. "Cthulhu… Cthulhu…"
At the mention of Cthulhu's name, his face suddenly contorted as if he were in extreme pain. Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, trickling down his cheeks.
"Shen Feng, strong neural signals are appearing in his pineal gland." Jingwei's voice rang in Shen Feng's consciousness, making him nod slightly.
"Cthulhu… Cthulhu is the leader of the Purification Society…"
Ivanovic didn't reveal Cthulhu's location, offering his identity as the answer instead.
"Who is the Whisperer?" Shen Feng asked in a low, rhythmic voice.
"The… The Whisperer…" He had barely uttered the two words when his eyes suddenly rolled back into his head. His entire body convulsed, and foam frothed from his mouth as if he were having an epileptic seizure.
