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Nash looked angrily at the city that had been reduced to ruins.

"They seem to be at the Profound Oriental Realm, but they're destroying the city so recklessly..."

"Master Nash, this is the current state of the Land of Nion," Mosley said with a yawn. "You don't need me to tell you to stay out of this mess, right? This is an internal problem in their country, and it's best if we just watch from the sidelines." Nash understood the situation and knew he should not get involved, but seeing the determined look in Alfius' eyes made him hesitate.

"Nash," Alfius said with a newfound resolve as if he were a different person. "I know this request is sudden, but I know you're strong, strong enough to change things. I..." Alfius suddenly knelt down. "Please help me! Help this country." Nash felt torn. He was unable to refuse but was also reluctant to get involved in such a complicated situation.

"I..."

Alfius and Tilly saw Nash's struggle and decided not to press further.

"It's okay, Nash. Don't feel guilty," Alfius said, standing up and walking toward Tilly.

"In that case, please forgive us for our lack of hospitality. I have something I must do. We'll have to part ways here."

Nash and Mosley said their farewells and headed off in different directions.

...

Tilly looked at Alfius in confusion. "Where are we going now?"

Alfius glanced at his sword and said with determination, "To kill the enemy."

Tilly noticed the change in Alfius. The guy who had seemed so fragile moments ago was now ready to fight.

"Could it be..." Tilly muttered to himself. When he turned back, Alfius had vanished.

"Where did he go? I didn't even notice him leaving."

Tilly quickly climbed to a higher vantage point but still could not spot Alfius.

"Could that boy have a split personality?"

...

In the Northern Territory, Clint and one of the Woodrow brothers were chatting in a luxurious hotel suite.

"So, you're saying Zaafea was informed about Delly by the immortals?" Clint asked Salem.

Salem nodded. "Yes, at that time, my consciousness came back a bit, and I overheard him talking to someone with a rough voice about the

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Roches' situation. But it seems a bit

different from what you know..."

"What's different?" Clint asked, his brows furrowing.

Salem tried to recall. "I can't remember clearly, but I do recall two names, Morry and Malvol. These names were definitely mentioned, but in the story he told you, these two weren't involved." "Morry? Malvol?"

"Yes, Malvol seemed to have done something, and Morry... Morry seems to be dead."

"I see." Clint pondered, feeling clueless. However, he sensed that there was another issue. What was the reason Zaafea hid this from them? Was it related to his own background, or was there another reason...

Shane interrupted, "Malvol... I think I've heard of that name before."

"Really?" Clint and Salem asked in unison.

"Yes, Simon once told me about the Church of the Netherworld. There are six elders, and their names usually end with Doom. So, Malvol should be an elder of the Church of the Netherworld." "In that case, could you ask your brother to locate those elders?" Clint asked.

Shane shook his head. "That's impossible. Those elders don't seem to be human in the usual sense."

"What?" Clint was confused. "You mean they're dead? But why?"

Shane also shook his head. "I don't know either, but Simon once asked Zaafea about the Church of the Netherworld, and he seemed particularly knowledgeable about them." "Oh? What did Zaafea say?"

"Because he had died once, he

knows the cult leader of the Church

of the Netherworld. He said the leader is neither a god nor a human, and he's not a demon either. His followers are also not in the cycle of reincarnation. They're people abandoned by heaven and forgotten by hell."

Clint still felt lost. "What does that even mean?"noveldrama

Shane shook his head again, equally puzzled.