"Are they all red dots? This is the first ti I’ve seen it," said a Dwarf.
"Focus and rember, Debei, otherwise it will be dangerous in battle," the Elf beside him said.
"You’ll rember. What’s the big deal if we act together?"
"Foolish Dwarf."
"Haha, it doesn’t matter, I don’t mind these insults, Bean Sprout."
Kana and the others had already landed on the balcony of a stone tower in the castle.
The nimble-bodied Bobo crouched by the window the mont she landed, and with a slight sway, her body blurred and disappeared.
She opened the window and slipped inside.
Kana and the others stopped as soon as they landed, gently hiding by the door.
It was quiet inside.
The scent of blood was all that could be slled.
"No one."
Bobo’s faint voice ca to everyone’s ears.
The door lock clicked open.
Everyone slipped inside from the balcony.
Indeed, no one could be seen.
There were so pieces of furniture, clearly no one had been here.
Following the staircase, everyone began cautiously descending.
"Shouldn’t we have brought an Assassin Ranger?" Bobo couldn’t help asking.
"Makes sense, but we’ll have to wait for next ti."
Bobo was serving as the pathfinder.
After all, she had considerable skill in various hiding and stealth magics, coupled with the agility unique to mice.
She always watched through different angles and corners.
Kana and the others behind her used the map to see if there were any enemies within her field of view.
However, despite exploring the stone towers within the castle, they hadn’t found a single enemy.
Only bloodstains at the base of the tower and in the passage connecting to the outside, all from a few days ago.
Everyone arrived within the castle.
The scent of blood grew stronger.
"I can already feel where the core point is, follow , everyone."
Vionasha, who had been silently trailing the group, suddenly spoke, despite being the most powerful.
Kana glanced at her and nodded.
Vionasha strode ahead, boldly walking out, with the others following her.
It must be said that this castle was quite complex and luxurious.
Tiles, floors, and luxurious carpets were laid on the ground.
Decorative picture fras and various ornants lining the walls looked extrely valuable.
A noise suddenly ca from the front.
Vionasha waved her hand gently.
A golden light shot out like a blade.
Without even hearing a scream, everyone saw a body at the corner slowly turning to ash.
How pitiful.
Maybe he wasn’t even aware of his death before his body turned to ash.
Vionasha seed to beco more familiar with the castle, quickening her pace.
At first, she’d glance around, but now she walked as if she were at ho.
The group felt like they were in Vionasha’s house, starting a sightseeing tour.
They killed a few cultists and made their way to the core directly.
It turned out to be another stone tower.
Facing the city, it was the tallest point, offering a perfect view of the city’s scenery.
The door was open.
Everyone walked inside.
What lay before them was a massive array, surrounded by various bizarre lines.
Corpses or other unknown entities scattered around the room.
All were naked without exception.
So had lost all their skin but seed to be wearing clothes made of skin.
So missed limbs, others had damaged limbs.
So had excess limbs, others mutilated their own limbs.
A blood-soaked man seed to be using a pen soaked with blood, drawing sothing on the ground.
Behind him was a bloody corpse.
And a perfectly flayed skin.
Kana and the others’ arrival startled him.
He looked up.
Gazing at Kana and the others.
"Elf!"
He shrieked as though excited, his voice filled with enthusiasm.
"Thank the Mother Goddess, it’s your blessing and generosity that brought an Elf to my side.
Look at her beautiful skin, her glowing, silky hair, my god, those captivating eyes.
How perfect, she should beco the most beautiful work here, an eternal treasure."
He scread crazily, holding his tool as he staggered forward.
As he approached, Kana seed to recognize who he was.
"Skinner."
Truly a natural perverse holy body, even under such altered circumstances, he still beca a follower of the Evil God.
Earlier than in the plot.
"Shoo!"
A sharp sound, golden light slicing through the air.
It all flashed by.
The cultist, who had just been muttering to himself and acting crazily, was now pinned to the wall by blades made of Holy Light.
Unlike other cultists who turned to ash.
He died, like a specin nailed to the wall. Dead the mont he was pinned, his eyes wide open.
"Gulp."
Everyone swallowed hard.
Vionasha turned around expressionlessly, gesturing to Kana.
"Have a look."
Kana nodded, striding forward.
To closely examine the surrounding array and constructed ritual.
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