After Letia finished her tour of the Sanctuary and left the Sacred Heart Monastery, an uninvited guest entered the White Church’s Sacred Heart Monastery.
It was Tos.
From his investigation of Succubus Street and the constant collection of information, he had gathered more and more intel.
He became increasingly certain that the blonde man he had encountered on the 27th Floor was likely Bishop Otto himself.
However, because he lacked definitive evidence, he chose to sneak into the interior of the Sacred Heart Monastery.
According to his information, the White Church would hold a secret ritual in the early morning 2 days later.
The location of the ritual was inside the White Church’s Sanctuary.
Tos had come this time to determine if this ritual involved some unknown conspiracy.
He put on a disguise, bypassed the guards, and hid in the shadows before anyone could notice him.
Like a hunter, he waited patiently in ambush.
He remained there for a long time… a very long time.
As every minute and second passed, the sun gradually set and rose once again.
During this period, Tos consumed almost nothing and drank nothing.
But this patient wait finally yielded a reward.
He saw a masked blonde man and a girl wrapped in a black robe enter through that massive metal door.
Seeing this, Tos did not dare to delay.
He utilized magic to merge into the shadows and followed them inside.
When he stepped through the iron door and walked down the steps for a while, he was instantly stunned by the massive and complex magic array before his eyes.
What made Tos’s skin crawl even more was that the energy fluctuations and structural rhythm emitted by this massive magic array gave him a lingering, indescribable sense of familiarity.
It was as if, in some deeply buried corner of his memory, he had encountered it once before.
He furrowed his brows, his brain working at high speed.
Finally, he caught the memory flashing through his mind.
‘This magic array… it’s extremely similar to the Anchor Teleportation Circle on the 25th Floor!’
Tos immediately sucked in a cold breath.
The knowledge of the Dungeon’s Anchor Teleportation Circle had long been lost.
How on earth did they manage to replicate it?
Furthermore, Tos speculated that this magic array likely connected directly to that hidden area on the 25th Floor.
It was no wonder the masked blonde man had only set out now.
This was the reason.
He didn’t need to travel a long distance and break through layer after layer like Red did.
Using this teleportation array, he could arrive at the destination one step ahead of Red!
“Is everything arranged?”
While Tos was observing, the blonde man standing in the center of the magic array spoke.
“We must ensure Litt’s death so the plan can proceed smoothly, whether it’s the Demon Godification Plan or our own plan…”
“Everything is prepared. Once the array is activated, Litt will be teleported to the central area of the ritual. By then… everything will be as you wish, Dear Bishop.”
Hearing this, Tos could not help but widen his eyes.
He felt his heart stop beating at that moment.
There was no doubt about it.
This masked blonde man was indeed Bishop Otto!
What was even more outrageous was that he seemed to intend to kill Litt for some extremely evil purpose.
“At a time like this, don’t call me Bishop,” the masked blonde man said, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
“Just call me Joker. However… it seems an annoying little mouse has snuck into a place it shouldn’t be, hasn’t it?”
The moment Otto’s voice fell, a bone-chilling, terrifying pressure originating from the depths of the soul descended upon Tos like a physical tsunami.
At that moment, the hair all over Tos’s body stood on end.
It was as if an invisible giant hand had seized his throat, and even his thoughts were nearly frozen.
In this critical moment, Tos squeezed out every last bit of potential in his body.
Relying on the instincts honed through countless brushes with death, he slammed his body into a hard roll to the side.
Zing!
A blinding golden beam of light, carrying destructive energy, almost grazed the edge of his clothes as it slammed into the position where he had been a split second before!
The hard ground shattered like fragile glass, instantly exploding into a deep pit.
Rubble and a scorching wave of air splashed violently in all directions.
Tos endured the shock of the impact wave and looked up, still shaken.
He saw that Otto was still standing elegantly in place, with not even the corner of his clothes fluttering.
Above the palm of his left hand, a golden cube that emitted a mysterious radiance and rotated slowly floated quietly.
Tos had no time to identify what that golden cube was.
After all, in the face of an absolute chasm in strength, any curiosity was a fatal luxury.
The instinct for survival was like a screaming alarm, instantly overwhelming everything!
He had only one thought in his mind.
‘Run!’
He pushed off hard with his toes, power surging wildly through his body.
His form turned into a blurred afterimage as he retreated at full speed toward the only escape route—the stone steps leading to the surface!
However, the difference in strength at this moment was like a natural chasm.
His figure had not even touched the edge of the first step before a cold, viscous, and terrifying killing intent that seemed capable of freezing blood followed him like a shadow, instantly enveloping his entire body once again.
“Damn it…!”
Tos’s curse was practically forced out of his throat!
He wanted to twist his body to evade or make any defensive move.
But it was too late…
The masked blonde man’s golden cube had already transformed into a greatsword burning with fierce flames.
Tos tried to dodge, but that suffocating and cold killing intent once again shrouded his entire body.
His movements faltered.
In front of a powerhouse of this level, even a 0.5-second lapse was enough to be fatal.
The greatsword pierced directly through Tos’s chest.
His eyes became unfocused, and his limbs went limp.
After confirming that Tos was not breathing, Ella, who was behind Otto, caught up.
“Master Joker, let me clean up the traces here first.”
The white greatsword in Otto’s hand transformed back into the golden cube.
This greatsword was also a Magic Artifact.
As a price, his palm had already turned charred black, emitting bursts of a burnt smell.
However, his expression did not change at all.
It was as if the pain did not exist.
“Do it quickly. We don’t have much time left.”
Ella quickly dumped Tos’s body into the graveyard behind the Sacred Heart Monastery.
However, to save time, she did not bury him.
Instead, she covered him with a black cloth.
After finishing this, she left in a hurry, and everything returned to silence.
After a long time, the black cloth moved.
Tos poked his head out, warily observing his surroundings.
He then sat up, set aside a doll with a pierced chest, and clutched his aching chest.
“To hell with that… thank God I know the Fake Death Technique, or I really would have been finished here.”
He was currently filled with a lingering fear.
If he hadn’t reacted in time and activated the Fake Death Technique in the final 0.1 seconds, then the one pierced would not have been the doll, but himself.
But his face still showed considerable pain over the cost.
The Fake Death Technique was a Succubus skill.
He had spent at least 10,000 Luen coins before that little succubus Xiloyi reluctantly gave this doll to him.
But the point now was not that…
He had to get this news to Red immediately!
Looking for Letia was also an option, but the problem was that he did not have Letia’s contact number.
Moreover, judging by the strength Otto had displayed, even if he found Letia, it wouldn’t change anything.
Otto’s strength was far too great.
The only one who could stop him was Mason, the strongest person on their side.
A Communicator Crystal could not directly contact people inside the Dungeon from Nightbright Town.
One had to enter the Dungeon first.
Therefore, Tos endured the sharp pain, stood up, and rushed toward the Dungeon’s teleportation anchor without stopping.
Man Otto’s plan is really taking shape here. I wonder if Red will make it perfectly in time to witness “Litt” “die”.