Claude—the high-ranking Demon Hunter of the Elder Council whom the Demon Lord's Army had captured on the front lines—had been in a bizarre mental state just like the other Demon Hunters of the Elder Council. He had completely refused to communicate, so their first contact with him had yielded nothing. He had even tried to attack Vivian. Hao Ren had originally thought it would take him a long time to recover. After all, even the Data Terminal couldn't figure out what was wrong with his strange mental state. Unexpectedly, he had suddenly regained consciousness.
This sudden development could be considered a pleasant surprise. Izax came curiously over to Claude. "Do you know what you're doing now?"
"There are still some... aftereffects." Claude stood in the middle of a circle of soldiers. His face was still a little pale, and he had not changed out of the clothes that had been torn to shreds during the battle. He was still shackled as well, looking rather wretched. His expression was awkward. "It seems I caused you quite a bit of trouble."
"It wasn't just trouble." Bai Huo stood before Claude with her arms crossed. "I'll ask you a few questions first, to make sure you've really regained consciousness."
Meanwhile, Hao Ren came to Lanina's side and asked in a low voice, "You've seen the situation on the lower floors too?"
"We followed the trail markers and personnel directions you left behind all the way here, so of course we saw everything." Lanina's slender tail twisted back and forth in the air, and her mesmerizing eyes were filled with interest in something. "What a fascinating phenomenon. If I'm not mistaken, the Spacetime Structure of this tower must have been altered, and the people inside seem to have been trapped in the rifts caused