Daly's Suspicions

Saint Samuel Cathedral, underground.

"Hey, Leonard."

Leonard Mitchell had just left the lounge with his teammates when he heard someone calling him. Turning around, he saw a figure standing in the shadows of the corridor, dressed in a pitch-black robe and wearing blue eyeshadow and blush, looking mysterious and strange.

"Ms. Daly."

Leonard gestured for his teammates to leave first, then walked over and greeted this acquaintance.

"How have you been? I heard your team encountered something quite dangerous this time." Daly smiled faintly at him. "Evil god contamination, a High Sequence Beyonder... It was impressive that you managed to hold on."

Leonard recalled the scene from that time, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"It was mainly Deacon Ishmael's credit."

He shook his head. "We were only focused on running away... Faced with an out-of-control Demigod, we weren't even qualified to look at him directly, let alone fight him..."

At that point, the two suddenly fell silent.

Ince Zangwill, the target of their revenge, was probably already a Sequence 4 Beyonder. In other words, with their current strength, neither of them could possibly stand against him.

Intense hatred grew in their hearts, yet there was nowhere to vent it.

How long would it take for them to reach Ince Zangwill's level? And by then, would Ince Zangwill have advanced even further, or simply vanished completely? If that truly happened, would everything they were doing now become meaningless?

Daly barely suppressed the anger in her eyes and changed the subject. "Actually, I came to see you today because there's something I wanted to ask."

"Uh, what is it?"

Leonard asked instinctively.

Then he saw Daly suddenly raise her head and stare directly into his eyes as she softly asked, "You went to Tingen a few days ago, didn't