"Where are the Saints?" Bai Huo looked around, searching for the figures—or rather, remains—of the eleven Saints who should have been here.
There had originally been thirteen Demon Hunter Saints. Betoris had been confirmed dead in the banquet hall, while the First Saint had never left his secluded chamber. According to the information Claude had provided, there should still have been eleven Saints in this ritual hall.
Yet there wasn't even a single corpse here.
Lily immediately widened her eyes and sniffed as she began searching carefully. She soon found something. "Are these... what they left behind?"
At the edge of a rune formation in the corner of the hall, she found a patch of extremely faint gray-white traces. Beside those traces, several shreds of black cloth could also be seen.
"...Ashes." Hao Ren came to the gray-white traces and wiped at them with one hand, getting some fine powder on his fingertips. Among the black cloth fragments, he also found some hard particles. "And fragments of their clothes and masks."
Bai Huo judged the locations of the traces in the room, then immediately ran toward several other corners of the ritual hall. "There's some here! And over here too!"
She quickly found all the traces. Eleven patches of ash remained on the floor of the ritual hall. Most of the ash had probably already been scattered by the wind and devoured by the energy vortexes in the hall, leaving behind only faint gray-white marks. The traces were distributed symmetrically, like the numbers on a clock face. There was only one gap—and that should have been where Saint Betoris had stood during the ritual.
"So they really all died." Hao Ren recalled the traces left behind after Saint Betoris's death. "The circumstances were the same: they turned into ash and