LOGINSylas had specially designed the Soul Lock Grove's layout for Nunzio. The day Nunzio met Sylas' expectations would also be the day he died.At that moment, Nunzio was completely absorbed in Sylas' treatment and utterly devoted to him. He had no idea that the man he served with absolute loyalty harbored such ruthless intentions. He took everything as a sign of favor.The pain in Nunzio's body gradually faded, replaced by a warm current flowing through him. Almost immediately, he began looking at Sylas with even deeper reverence. The dark glow at Sylas' fingertips slowly withdrew as he closed his eyes to rest. The chilling energy around him receded slightly, though it still deterred anyone from approaching. The chamber fell into a dead silence. Only the faint crackling of the eternal lamp and Nunzio's heavy breathing could be heard. The atmosphere itself was suffocating.Suddenly, hurried footsteps shattered the silence in the courtyard. They were chaotic and urgent, nothing like
Sam widened his eyes, his voice tinged with fear as he clenched his fists unconsciously. "How long? Boss, you and God of Wealth had been unconscious for three nights! "I was pacing the whole time, worried sick, but I didn't dare move either of you. I haven't left this room once in the past three days. I stayed right here watching over you, just in case anything happened."Aria blinked in shock. Time had passed slowly in the Netherrealm, yet three days had gone by in the mortal realm.She noticed Sam's bloodshot eyes and the exhaustion he couldn't hide. Even his usually bright face looked worn. It was clear that over the past three days, he hadn't relaxed for a single moment while guarding both her and Landon.Sam seemed to have read her thoughts. He waved his hand dismissively, a smile returning to his face as his tone lightened. "Boss, don't worry. I'm fine. Just a little sleepy. Once you've recovered, I'll get some rest."For the past three days, the Special Missions Unit has b
Inside the Reincarnation Hall, the unholy energy seeped into Aria's dim spirit form and threaded its way toward her soul. Moments ago, she had finally felt the warmth of finding her six fellow apprentices. Yet, her hope was crushed by the fact that Thayne had not entered reincarnation. She leaned against Landon, her spirit trembling faintly. The faint glow flickered around her like a dying candle in the wind, ready to be swallowed at any moment by the dense gloom of the underworld.A thread of golden light slipped from Landon's palm and gently wrapped around her spirit, shielding it from the biting cold. The concern in his dark eyes was almost overflowing, but he said nothing. He simply stayed by her side, careful not to interrupt her thoughts.There were things he knew, things he understood, but he could not speak of them. Everything had to be uncovered by Aria herself, step by step. Meanwhile, Vexon stood nearby with his head lowered. When he saw Aria's dispirited form, he fu
The light band wasn't dazzling, but it carried a gentle warmth. It was completely different from the sinister energy around it.Aria's breath hitched. Even the trembling of her spirit stilled as she stared fixedly at the words slowly forming within the light band. She read them one by one, afraid it might be just a trick of the eye.At the center of the light band, a refined and handsome man appeared. He had gentle features, was dressed in a pure white robe, and had a sword hanging at his waist. Surrounded by the cool and ethereal energy unique to Mount Hollowlight, he was none other than her eldest apprentice—Fergus.Beneath the light band, a line of small golden text appeared. Every word struck a chord in Aria's heart. Fergus was the eldest apprentice of the Hollowlight Sect. He had a pure heart and profound spiritual energy. He spent his life slaying demons and protecting the people. A hundred years ago, he exhausted himself defending his sect and perished.In recognition of h
The scene inside the hall was far more overwhelming than Aria had imagined. The entire Reincarnation Hall had no beams or pillars to support it. Its dome soared dozens of feet high. It resembled an inverted starry sky, with countless threads of golden light spilling downward, shimmering like stars.A massive platform carved from centuries-old marble stood in the middle of the hall. Its smooth and milky-white surface was etched with endless tracks of reincarnation. Each line represented the past and present lives of a mortal. Every detail was perfectly outlined—from birth to death, from good to evil. This was the Reincarnation Record.It wasn't a book but the marble platform itself, formed from the laws of heaven and earth. The tracks upon it recorded every cycle of reincarnation.Countless golden bands of light floated above the marble platform, displaying images of the living—smiling children, peaceful elders, vicious spirits, and the joys and sorrows of humanity.The bands fl
A Phantom Patrol whispered, "I don't think things are that simple. The man beside them looks like an ordinary mortal, but just glancing at him makes my soul feel like it's about to shatter. He's terrifying."Another Phantom Patrol added, "Something major must have happened. The Reincarnation Hall isn't a place they can just walk into. This is going to reach Mr. Darkhold!"Blanc and Noir grew even more uneasy when they heard the hushed whispers. A thin sheen of cold sweat formed on their foreheads, and they instinctively quickened their pace. All they wanted was to reach the Reincarnation Hall as soon as possible, complete their task, and get out of this dire situation. They both knew it wasn't impossible to escort two mortals into the Reincarnation Hall without everyone finding out.Despite knowing they would get into trouble, Blanc and Noir had no choice under Landon's pressure.Sure enough, it didn't take long before chaos broke out in the Reincarnation Hall. A low-ranking Ph
Wilber froze at those words. The caller hung up immediately, leaving both him and Taylor bewildered. Wilber rushed to lock the door, then peered out the window. He didn't spot anything unusual at first glance. Taylor noticed his frantic behavior and asked, "What's going on, Wilber?" Wilber turne
"He's right!" two other doctors agreed. "They didn't even do this during a cholera outbreak! If you make such a huge fuss, what would the higher-ups think? And we'll have to write a report too, won't we?""We must write that report," Caspar Helm said. "I have reason to suspect that this is more ser
A while later, the nurses working with Caspar gathered in the disinfection room. "After I leave, you must take care of the patients to the best of your ability," Caspar said seriously. "We all want the best for our patients, don't we? I believe you can do the job well. "If there's anything you a
Back in the interrogation room, Jerry, the officer who had questioned Rafael earlier, stared at his returned suspect. "You just had to waste that half hour. Your lawyer can't help you anyway." Rafael replied calmly, "My lawyer will find the evidence." Jerry's voice turned cold as he said, "There






