William and the crew could be seen strolling towards the vast water body with silent and cautious step. At the moment, each of them had a long black fabric covering their head. The black fabric served as a camouflage each time the beam of the light rotated in their direction.As the land was plain and filled with dark sand and skeletal remains, covering themselves in black clothings made them more difficult to detect from afar.Thankfully, this barren land had no sort of abnormalities, not even corrupted creatures that usually raided the night.If there were unlucky enough to have faced anyone, their location would be revealed to the cult once and their entire plan would be ruined."Walk faster! We need to be at the island before morning arrives!"Theobald announced to the others while strolling beside the hero. Both of them took long strides forward, their eyes cautiously scanning their surroundings from time to time.King Julian and the others increased their pace and soon caught up

William and the crew, now under disguise, were strolling around. From ahead, a group of Gravemind cultist strolled in their direction.They were about fifteen of them in numbers, each of them stood tall with heights above six feets. A few of them had huge muscular builds similar to Theobald's.Their strides were filled with arrogance, something the other cultist William had slayed lacked.William was the first to notice the oddity of the group marching in their direction, and he couldn't help but frown. Why were they so different from the others? he asked himself.William kept his eyes on the small group as they closed in on each other. His eyes was fixed on that of the biggest one in the ground who, coincidentally, also had his eyes locked with his. William could sense weird emotions from his eyes as they jammed; it was something between hatred and disgust.The two groups were just a few meters away from walking past each other. The silence between them stronger than ever, almost as

Early morning had already arrived over the dark island. The sun shone brightly over the evil island, radiating a strong golden glow and heat.The sun easily permeated the small confinement of the room which only comprised of a few wooden chairs, a bed and a tall wooden cupboard where the previous owner of the room kept their wands and attires.Inside a spacious, dimly-lit room at the dark island, the core members of the two groups could be seen standing around a small desk.Melissa and Peterson brought out a more detailed ancient map of the place and described it to William and Theobald who represented their group. Only two members were allowed to attend the meeting thus both of them were sent."The first three floors are very easy to clear, they comprise mostly of mid-level apprentice wizards with barely enough mana in their mana reserve to cast powerful spells. While they are a little bit stronger than the wizards guarding the fences, they are not that much trouble for a well-traine

The knock at the door startled everyone as they suspected it was an actual member of the cult trying to get in contact with them.They turned to look at the hero, who was sitting very close to the window and away from their small gathering.William had just closed his character status, he turned to meet the crew’s worried gaze fixed on him. He could easily tell that they were panicking.Fear flickered in their eyes, betraying their concern.The hero sighed and walked over to the door after signaling the others to remain composed.William opened the door and was greeted by the visage of a 6'2" dark-robed fella, his face covered with a mask just like the other cultists strolling around.The mask was ornate and ominous in its design."It's me, Peterson."The familiar voice of the arrogant assassin escaped from the tall fella, only then did William let his guard down."Is it time yet?" he asked in a soft tone.The arrogant assassin nodded and responded, "Yeah, we've been summoned recently

Meanwhile, Ighis, Melissa, and the others made their way up to the second floor even before the chaos began.The second floor consisted of a large hall only slightly smaller than the first floor.Nonetheless, the second floor was mostly filled with long tables and tall shelves. On the tables, small cauldrons and pots, glass bowls and bottles, fresh herbs, and the flesh and bones of abnormalities—as well as many other strange ingredients—could be seen.Even on the shelves, bizarre objects were displayed. There was even a large glass jar filled with eyeballs of varying sizes, all soaked in a translucent green liquid.A few dark-robed wizards could be seen standing beside the tables, walking around the arrangements or collecting resources from the numerous tall cupboards spread across the hall.Compared to the first floor, the second floor was remarkably quiet—only the sound of footsteps, the bubbling of ingredients in cauldrons and pots, and a few murmurs could be heard.“So many.”Osbo