In the darkness, Li Yifei's eyes suddenly flew open!
He lay on the floor of the dungeon, his chest heaving violently. Struggling to sit up, he let out a long breath after confirming that he was alive again...
The fact that he was still alive meant the Lovecraftian God outside had yet to completely seize control of this hospital.
"Was it a dream? Or..." Li Yifei recalled the young man he had encountered when he was on the verge of death, confusion rising in his eyes.
Just then, the hand bracing against the ground seemed to touch something hard. He raised his palm and saw a white Go stone lying quietly on the floor.
Li Yifei's pupils contracted slightly. He picked up the stone and examined it carefully in his palm... It was no different from an ordinary Go stone. If he had to name a distinction, perhaps it felt warmer and smoother to the touch. Even in this damp dungeon, it carried not the slightest chill.
The stone was real. In other words... that had not been a dream?
But why had he dreamed of an ancient man for no reason?
What was the Sacred Covenant? He did not seem to have promised anyone anything, so where had this mission come from?
As Li Yifei puzzled over it, a crack suddenly appeared in the stone in his palm. A drop of blood flowed from within it, merging with the bloodstains on his hand before dripping onto the floor of the cell.
A whisper brushed past Li Yifei's ear.
Who was it?!
Li Yifei abruptly turned his head. Not a sound came from the cells on either side, yet the voice still echoed by his ear.
As if realizing something, Li Yifei lowered his head to look at the floor