"Mr. Xayne, to be honest, even I can't fully decipher these murals," Thando admitted as his gaze fixated on a scorpion-tailed figure depicted in the lowest section of the painting. "But this person... it should be Tunta."He pointed at the peculiar figure—a human torso with a scorpion's tail."Only Tunta was said to have made a pact with a demon. Legend has it, the demon granted him an undead army, which he used to unite Egenda. But from that moment onward, Egenda seems cursed."Thando's voice dropped into a reverent hush, retelling a history passed down through millennia by his teachers. "To this day, many doubt Tunta even existed. No one could have looked like that—alive, a human-lion hybrid, and in death, a human-scorpion amalgamation."Xayne scanned the first chamber's murals. His mind pieced together fragments of ancient glyphs using methods from the Heavenly Tome. He came to a grim conclusion. "This room chronicles Tunta's crimes."It dawned on him—the curse Kade spoke of ha

Kade gave a slight nod and said to Xayne, "You have passed the trial of the God of the Underworld."Before Xayne could respond, the final stone chamber lit up with a brilliant glow. Two more murals appeared, depicting a figure with four hearts reaching out to claim the Heart of Death.A cold sweat broke out on Xayne's forehead. If not for his rationality prevailing, he might have succumbed to the trap. That chamber could have been his eternal resting place."You are searching in the wrong place. The person you're looking for is no longer within the pyramid. You must head west, not north," Kade suddenly said. Xayne turned to him and said in a steady but sharp tone. "So, they were indeed imprisoned here before?"Kade nodded. "Yes, but the pyramid is a sanctuary for the dead, not a place for the living to act recklessly. That person has likely been taken west. You must find them yourself. However, I can assure you they are no longer here."She added, "Toward the west, by the banks

Mempho, a city that had long faded into the sands of history, was now a shadow of its former glory. What remained were a few dozen mud-brick homes and dusty streets, where bearded mercenaries openly cleaned their weapons. Alongside them, a few pale-skinned foreigners whistled mockingly as Xayne's jeep rolled into town.Here, there was only survival, brutality, and death.Mercenaries, hardened by a life of blood and steel, kept their guard up even in moments of relative calm.As Xayne approached a small tavern in the town's center, six or seven men in camouflage stepped into the road, blocking their way. One of them, a bearded man, raised his weapon and pointed it at Gordon, who was in the driver's seat. His eyes gleamed with recognition."Well, well, isn't this Gordon? What brings you out of Carollan's comfort to our little rural area?" the bearded man sneered.Gordon did not flinch. He stepped out of the vehicle with ease, greeting the man with a pat on the shoulder. "Just passin

The mercenaries present were stunned by the young woman's decisiveness and ruthlessness. As fearless as they were, none of them wanted to die without understanding why."Luna, you're always so impulsive. Didn't Dojima ask us to—""Dojima?! Don't mention that name in front of me!" The young woman cut him off sharply. Her voice carried an authority that brooked no argument. She strode toward Xayne, but with each step, she radiated a stifling aura that pressed down on everyone.Aava frowned as she watched the young woman approach. Instinctively, she grabbed Xayne's arm."This woman… she seems kind of…""Terrifying, right?" Xayne chuckled, his tone casual, as if he did not care that the person they were discussing could hear every word.Aava wanted to nod but ended up shaking her head instead.The feeling was indescribable. All she knew was that it made her profoundly uncomfortable."Since we've run into each other here, how about stepping outside for a chat?" Luna's striking eye

Luna nodded slightly and in a calm voice. "Of course, I've seen him. If this had nothing to do with you, I might never have told you. Whether or not you save him doesn't matter anymore."Xayne frowned. "What do you mean by that? Don't tell me… he's dead?""No," Luna replied, her tone cutting through the tension. "Spencer isn't dead. But he betrayed Drakonia. Now, he's a guest of honor for the Ashlan Lanchester family. And the whole 'kidnapping' story? It's a lie."She crossed her arms, and her gaze icy."This was all a ploy. Originally, it was meant to pressure Drakonia. But now, he's not just a bargaining chip. He's become bait."Xayne drew a sharp breath. The revelation struck him like a thunderclap.'Spencer… defected?'"Luna, we've known each other for three years. I've always considered us to be on decent terms, even friends. But Spencer betraying the Drakonia—are you absolutely certain?" Xayne asked in a darkened tone.""As certain as the sun rising tomorrow. You don't ha