London City
There was only one day left before the game began.
Inside the villa closest to the district where the iceberg was located.
Aslan III was alone in his office, refining a series of battle plans. The pen in his hand suddenly stopped mid-stroke, and he looked toward the door.
"Eugenis, this is the first time I've seen you heading out so early. Is something wrong?"
"Just going out for a walk."
As soon as he finished speaking, Eugenis's foul stench vanished from the building as well.
Eugenis was in an awful mood today. Carrying the Stone Coffin containing his weapon on his back, he walked alone through London's Underground Sewer district.
It took him quite a while to find a corner filled with fungi and crawling with rats and insects. He even found a moldy bedsheet to cover himself with.
That was right. He liked this kind of environment. Filth and decay brought him physiological pleasure.
Just as he was about to enjoy some peaceful time alone.
Gurgle, gurgle—
The sewage pool began bubbling violently, with gray, viscous matter continuously overflowing from it.
An evil aura from ancient times spread through the sewers. The dense gray mist even made Eugenis somewhat uncomfortable.
Staring at the evil substance continuously pouring out before him, Eugenis gritted his teeth.
"Even Kit's underground forces have arrived... Why haven't those Shoggoths come yet? What the hell is the Dominator doing?"
That was right.
A major reason Eugenis was unhappy was that the force corresponding to him had yet to arrive in London City.
With the evil matter continuously flooding into the sewers, he was now the only one among the Ten Great Primordial Essences who remained alone.
If they still failed to arrive by the time the game began, he would have no