Gleipnir: "You decide the ritual coordinates."
Eighteen locations in total was not many, but Gleipnir was not particularly familiar with Modern City to begin with. Much less these sparsely populated "lightless places"—she knew even less about them.
So it was more appropriate to leave it to Angel, who had a god's-eye view.
"Alright."
Even while Angel had been communicating with Gleipnir, he had already been checking the locations one by one.
Several of them could basically be ruled out. For instance, "the abandoned storage room on the third underground floor of Rotten Tomato Park Haunted House." There was no way to get there, because the second underground level had been completely sealed off by earth. To reach the third level, they would have to break through the second.
Not only would that be a massive undertaking, it would also waste a great deal of time.
As for whether there were any "living creatures" in that abandoned storage room on the third underground level?
Rats.
Large numbers of rats and cockroaches, which also met the ritual's requirements for living creatures.
Aside from that place, several other locations were also inaccessible for one reason or another. For example, sewers full of venomous snakes, or the secret chamber in the Fashion Guild vice president's office... and so on.
Those were all places they could not reach because of external factors.
As for the coordinates they could access, Angel carefully analyzed their advantages and disadvantages as well.
Taking every factor into account, he finally settled on the coordinates for this ritual. "Cross Cellar in the Ruins Battlefield on Late Ming Street, Eighth Town."
Gleipnir nodded after hearing this, indicating that she had memorized it. Then she casually asked, "Is there anything special about that place?"
Angel said, "Nothing special."
"Then why did you choose