"What's going on? The lights inside Lord Faceless's palace should all be powered by internal black magic energy. Why did they go out? Could it be that these prison envoys are trying to make a move? No, that shouldn't be it. Every prison envoy who made it here is no simple character. They don't seem like reckless fools."
The room where the Azure Ghost was staying was even more lavish, located on the second floor of the palace. There were no black magic seals set up there, and from the window, he could overlook part of the palace below.
Although the entire palace had fallen into darkness due to the lights being cut off, his azure eyes could still see every detail clearly.
Suddenly, the Azure Ghost noticed a presence in a room on the first floor, radiating an aura similar to Nyarlathotep's, yet fundamentally different.
"Zhang Chen's room... This aura, could it be...?"
The Azure Ghost's thoughts began spinning rapidly, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Something he had never understood about Lord Faceless slowly surfaced in his mind.
"This will be interesting. I thought Lord Faceless had already driven this thing away after being unable to kill it. Now it seems Zhang Chen has drawn it back. If my guess is correct, Lord Faceless must have Black Woman guarding Zhang Chen. After all, before the final moment arrives, Zhang Chen, this crucial point, cannot die."
"But now that it has caused such a huge disturbance, Lord Faceless, will you still remain indifferent? I really want to see how you'll react. No matter who encounters this thing, they'll have a terrible headache."
As the Azure Ghost finished speaking, he felt the surrounding time briefly stagnate. The room was immediately empty.
"Exactly three hours. I never expected