The rumbling in Su Xiao's ears never stopped. He walked along the streets of the dream world as a twisted figure flew in from the side, dragging a long trail of blood across the ground. It was a member of the Kodo School.
"Bishop... Bishop, please... tell me... did my death really... have any value?"
The dying man spoke, his eyes already unfocused. Bishop Noah strode forward and grabbed the dying man's hand.
"It had value. Tell me your name, and the names of your wife, children, and parents. The Kodo School will take care of them. Quickly, tell me."
"Bishop... my lord, my relatives... were corrupted into monsters long ago. The world... shouldn't be... like this!"
The dying man's eyes widened in fury. It was an indescribable rage, with no grief or fear—only anger.
"You're right. The world shouldn't be like this."
Bishop Noah spoke in a low voice. After confirming that the person before him was dead, the indignation faded from his face. He had long since passed the age of acting on hot blood. His reason for dealing with the Old Gods was simple: they had affected his ambitions, and even his survival.
Su Xiao continued forward. Bishop Noah, the Execution Squad Captain, Goddess Shataye, Moon Spirit, and A' Mu advanced around him as well. A' Mu had come to participate in the battle. To it, as long as it wasn't dead, it had no excuse to avoid battle.
After advancing several hundred meters through the chaotic battlefield, three figures blocked their path. They were three Beastmen, and none of them were weak.
"Who's staying behind to deal with them?"
Moon Spirit tightened her grip on the blade-spear, clearly intending to fight. Su Xiao, Bubu Wang, Baja, Bishop Noah, and Shataye all looked at Moon Spirit in