Player Reload

"Being able to call out my name proves that you’ve found the tomb I set up for Bismuth Yellow and learned about the Mercury Alloy Guild, so I’ll cut to the chase."

Mithril said hoarsely: "To solve the Corpse Net Curse, my companions and I ventured deep into the killing field in search of the Legendary Retrospection Room.

I have cultivated abilities from both the Spirit Prophecy System and the Spirit Enchantment System, and Spiritual Prophecy told me that this patch of grass could completely remove the curse from me.

So, I led the team into the grass, and indeed found a conduit leading to the Retrospection Room buried underground, with the flow of tangible time within it.

If everything went as planned, we could follow the conduit all the way up to find the Retrospection Room.

But, what the prophecy did not show was that before we arrived, the conduit had already been damaged and leaking."

Even though a year, or possibly countless years, had passed, Mithril’s tone was still filled with pain and regret when he spoke of these events.

"The time turbulence leaking from the conduit enveloped the grass patch, forming a natural Mystery Lock. No matter what we did, we couldn’t leave.

At the same time, the golden energy flow was impenetrable by any means; we couldn’t block the breach in the conduit.

Despite having enough food prepared in advance to last for many years, the mental state of everyone in the guild gradually deteriorated, leading to murderous infighting.

I had no choice but to use my Spirit Enchantment System abilities to wipe my companions’ memories, making them believe time and again that it was their first time stepping into the grass.