There was a damp breeze in the corridor, which was wide enough to fit only three people side by side. The light of the torches fixed to the walls at ten-step intervals barely illuminated three steps ahead.
"We fell into a godforsaken dungeon, just great!"
Nafız was proceeding with calm steps, but the sounds coming from the path she would go were indicating that this calmness would be broken. With shadows walking towards her staggering, the Blood God drew her weapon from her wristbands.
Using her daggers in relatively narrow corridors wouldn't provide her an advantage; instead, she preferred to fight with her whips.
As soon as she saw the first creature whose facial skin was not in place, Nafız cracked her weapons; blood-red whips were tearing off body parts from where they touched.
"Are these human?"
After taking down a few of them, she became thoroughly sure; what she slaughtered was human, but in appearance, they had abandoned this form a long time ago.
"What happened to these like this; in the first round the bone army, now knockoff zombies are attacking!"
Before she could finish her sentence, footsteps began to be heard from the other side of the corridor too; Nafız in the appearance of a young girl was getting trapped in the narrow and flat corridor.
She had passed to a higher level, but many trial participants in the second circle were opening their eyes with pale faces. There were those falling in the first circle too, but the elimination speed this time was something else.
"Young Lady, what is happening?"
The two bodyguards standing behind Ekaterina had the chance to get an explanation from one of the most authoritative mouths.
"Atractivo is the mastermind behind all of this; by starting an outer court disciple level trial, he ensured the participants dropped like flies!"
The bodyguards had fallen silent due to not receiving the answer they wanted; they were waiting for the beautiful woman to continue speaking.
"Kids not yet developed at a sufficient level in body and blood manipulation subjects bit off more than they could chew to pass the first round. And on top of that, when the performance of the Bloody Moon Fiefdom Freaks was added, they made an entrance to the second circle rapidly not to fall behind!"
"Those with working heads consumed potions and remnants to put their energy back in place using the rest period. Those not doing this couldn't escape being thrown out of the trial in a short time."
This was exactly what happened; the impatient ones among those sacrificing themselves to wear a shirt one size too big for them had washed out with the first waves of the Bone Sea.
While making explanations, the beautiful woman was looking at Sheikh Atractivo established in the middle of the stand right across her. There wasn't even a female fly around the handsome man; he was watching the participants taken out of the formation with shining eyes.
"Look Second, was it worth getting that angry; the money of those betting on these all burned. And we as the sect are taking our commission from this business!"
The Holy Blood Sect Sheikh let out a huge laugh in the middle of the place; the clan representatives losing blood crystals were eating their hearts out, but their lips were sealed.
"You wait, I have my boy; once that bet comes, I will take them to the cleaners!"
The handsome man had no filter; he was acting like the king of tactlessness looking right into people's faces. Clan representatives were almost demigods in the region they dominated. Especially with the weakening will of the sect, they were doing whatever their hearts desired unless he touched one of them directly.
Warriors and clan elders looking down on everyone just a few days ago had turned into whipped dogs; hundreds of them had remained helpless in front of a single man.
At the same moments, the two warriors of the Bloody Moon had come in front of the sarcophagus too; although Count Jashua had entered the second circle before Alis, the speed of the tiny white rabbit had equalized the conditions.
While the Young Count couldn't use his main weapons, the young man in white had come this far blowing terror with his original form. Unlike Nafız, they started proceeding through corridors that could be considered narrow by descending the stairs rapidly; their encounter with the enemy wouldn't take very long.
"Oh, oh, here comes easy meat!"
Alis in tiny rabbit form leaped to the wall and reached his target at full speed. In a way unexpected from his tiny mouth, he had torn off and taken the single arm of the entity in front of him.
Alis swallowed it whole as it was, but unfortunately, he would bring it back up with the same speed.
"What is this man, are you rotten inside? What a disgusting taste like this!"
Count Jashua was experiencing a similar astonishment to what Tiny White lived; the large-built young boy tearing apart his opponent with his fists wouldn't know what hit him while waiting for the blood that would flow.
While dark black liquids were scattering around from the bodies of creatures possessing humanoid form, the blood Count Jashua would use as a weapon wasn't appearing.
"Damn it, continue punching here too, but how will this work in the cramped place!"
Those outside the trio were still dealing with the attacks of Bone Warriors; sweat trickling down from Antuan's forehead had increased thoroughly, water stains had formed on the edges of his high-collared cape.
"Hey Third, tell that wonder boy of yours you couldn't stop praising to take off the excesses on him if he passes this circle. Don't let the handsome wet his pants and disgrace himself after this age!"
There was nothing to say to Atractivo's joy; while he mocked the Bloody Star Clan, other clan representatives had joined him too.
Cold winds were blowing in the clan the boy, who was obviously having hard moments, came from too; no matter what happened, they thought Antuan would manage somehow, but the state of the other two participants was pitiful.
The young girl and scarface were obviously suffering; judging by the reaction their bodies gave, they were exposed to physical injuries inside the formation.
Let the clans keep racing with each other, the name coming out most profitable of the day, Ekaterina, was waiting crossing her legs without minding her deep slit. No matter what time, what dimension, and under what conditions, the house always won.
"Young Lady, will that trio really be able to pass this circle?"
As the bodyguards' sense of curiosity swelled, they were coming to the young woman with a question; Ekaterina was in a good mood today too.
"Although not as easy as the first circle, I think they will pass; they are strong enough to cope with the curse on the lands of the Holy Bone Sect!"
Although the two bodyguards knew what their mistress was talking about, the public in the vicinity hearing the speech was trying to associate the Holy Bone Sect and curse words in curiosity.
"Do you know?"
"Is there anyone knowing what the Goddess meant?"
The surroundings of the stand where Ekaterina was found had started to buzz like a beehive; even though these structures reserved for special people were at least five meters high from the ground, this situation wasn't an obstacle for the noise to reach the ears.
"One of you go down and explain the history between the two regions briefly, otherwise these peasants will talk our ears off!"
The beautiful woman possessed a privileged place within the Holy Spirit Sect; as if coming to the lands of a sect in decline wasn't enough, she wouldn't deal with lower-class people either.
"As you command, my lady!"
One second after the man standing on the right side let himself down from the high platform, he landed inside the crowd without making a sound. This situation created excitement in the vicinity; people had flocked towards where he was found.
Of course, clan and fiefdom disciples were standing in their places; being selected from within their own formations to come here was the primary proof that they knew the whole story.
Still, they couldn't take their attention off the bodyguard in black; there were looks peculiar to people watching a familiar show in their eyes.
Unlike them, the public leaped to the place where the bodyguard was like hungry wolves; before five minutes passed, they closed ranks and hung on the man's every word to listen.