The sewer network of Lorand City was designed and constructed by dwarves, extremely complex and intricately connected.
Lear had already sent Shadow of the Mist to explore the specific passage a few days in advance.
Now, all that was left was to wait for the drop of the Blood of Madness.
Time ticked by little by little.
Suddenly, rumble~ A loud noise came from a distance.
Subsequently, the patroling Griffin Legion in the sky was suddenly alerted, converging in one direction, swiftly diving down.
Lear's gaze slightly sharpened.
The attack had begun!
Originally thought it would be a long wait, but within just a few minutes, a thick fog surged up from the sewer entrance.
It rolled before him, forming a tray.
Presenting him with a glass bottle, containing half a bottle of fresh blood.
The blood occasionally coalesced into blurry shapes, pulsing and hitting the glass wall.
As if it was a living form.
It looked quite peculiar and eerie.
