"Hehehehe..."
A faintly eerie laugh echoed through the hall. He suddenly rose to his feet, his nerves taut as a thin mist of blood seeped from his body.
"Your luck is quite good. Because you stayed within the Endless Bishopric, the destruction of the Blood Cherry Society did not affect you."
The owner of the laughter spoke. Soon, a blurry figure appeared before him.
The other party was an unfamiliar man, apparently rather old. His voice was aged, carrying an indescribable strangeness.
"Who are you?"
The man from the Blood Cherry Society was horrified. The other party had entered his room without making a sound. No... that was not right. This no longer seemed to be his room. Ever since the lights had flickered just now, he had probably entered some unknown state.
The man quickly calmed himself, and soon analyzed his situation. There was no doubt that he was already in a dream. This unknown old man before him had likely used some method to enter his dream.
Considering the state of this city, something like this did not seem difficult to understand.
He quickly steadied himself and asked calmly, "Who exactly are you? Why do you know about the Blood Cherry Society?"
He had already left that organization ten years ago. Besides, the Blood Cherry Society's headquarters was in the Kingdom of Order, thousands of kilometers away from here. Even if they had a grudge, there was no need to wipe out an old member like him who had long since lost all ties to it, was there?
"Hehehehe... Don't worry. I'm not here to harm you. The Blood Cherry Society has already been destroyed. You should be its only survivor."
The old man let out a cold, gloomy laugh. The way he looked at him was like