Chapter 297: That Bastard Is Legend (2)
Believers began to gather one after another in the cave.
“Assistant Writer? You’re still alive? That’s surprising.”
“I heard there was chaos at the Magic Tower yesterday. I take that that was your guys’ doing.”
Some of the people dwelling here had lost their Constellations long ago. Others hadn’t yet lost their Constellations but were hiding after getting on the Magic Tower’s bad side.
This was the minority group of the fiftieth floor.
A woman with the hood over her head tapped the Assistant Writer on the shoulder. “The Magic Tower has given out an order to kill you guys. Hey, this is amazing! How much did you piss off the Spiders for them to give out such an order? Gosh, I envy you. Hey, Assistant Writer, hurry up and abandon a Constellation like Hamustra already. Join us! We’ll treat you well!”
“Not twisting your wrist is my last courtesy toward you since I’m the one who invited you here. Be grateful for my sensible and elegant manners.”
“I have a feeling that my life will be over if I mention this again. Hehe.”
The believers chatted away. Some sat on flat stalactites, some lay down, while others rested on rag cushions they brought. At first glance, they looked like a bunch of ragtags idling around. However, my sense had been staying sharp for a while now.
These Hunters are strong.
The Guardian crossed his arms.
—Well, these rascals are being chased by the Magic Tower, which means that they haven’t been caught yet. They’re clever, super lucky, or strong. If any of these three traits apply to someone here, that means that person is strong.