Chapter 108: Rescue and Kill
The library was on the ground floor, and on the next floor was the dungeon where the sacrifices were held. The room where Nemo was imprisoned was directly below the dungeon. Nemo tried to continue to dive down, but his perception began to be distorted by the cracks of the law. It was like a hazy black mist, or the air tumbling desperately in high temperature. What he discovered began to distort and eventually disappeared into the darkness.
There was only a rough outline of the mountain nightmare leopard and a very weak life response.
Virgil walked in front to lead the way, followed by Oliver disguised as the Knight of Silence and Nemo. Things went smoothly along the way as they didn’t encounter anyone else. Occasionally they ran into a few wandering demon worshipers, but after seeing the “Knight of Silence” among them, they would lower their heads and speed up their steps and quickly left.
However, Virgil, who usually joke and was talkative, remained silent the entire time. In the gradually dark passage, he lit a weird white torch, but he didn’t look back at Nemo and the Knight of Silence once as he walked with his head buried in his hands.
Virgil’s momentum changed. Nemo recalled it for a long time before he found a similar feeling from his memory. It was an old aura that was very inconsistent with Duran Virgil’s appearance.
Quiet and gloomy.
He took them to the end of a narrow dead end, bit his fingertips, and smeared a weird and complicated blood array on the stone wall. With the completion of the array, the bloodstains were sucked into the stone bricks. After the last touch of red disappeared, the wall slid away silently, and a strong smell of staleness blew on their faces as if they were sniffing mold.
White firelight illuminated the things behind the wall; a circular space about twenty square meters with rough stone steps that didn’t have guardrails hanging across. Unknown reddish-brown water stains flowed on the stone steps creating slippery and precarious scene.
Virgil pursed his mouth and nodded at Nemo with a complicated gaze that scraped across his face, as if to determine whether Nemo still wanted to move forward. Nemo answered him with action as he followed him without hesitation.