Godsworn

A Cleric's Sacred Strike had cracked open the heads of countless evil creatures. They were true all-rounders—when they went all out, even they frightened themselves.

The Ring of Quick Armor Change was practical, but Anse would hardly have any use for it. He currently wore no armor, as it would affect his movement and flight speed.

The Bag of Holding had fortunately survived. When Anse opened it, he found that its space was limited and its contents rather meager.

Anse recalled that most followers of Myrkul did not seem particularly wealthy.

He was not disappointed, since he had been prepared for that. What he regretted most was the staff with Inflict Serious Wounds—it had been wasted just like that.

As he inventoried the Bag of Holding, he found a notebook filled with maps and sketches. Flipping through a few pages at random, he discovered that it was entirely about Vihral City.

Several dates appeared within it, the earliest dating back to early July.

So they really had come here specifically for this."

He found it strange. This legend had existed for many years, so why had they chosen to act now?

Could the disruption of the Weave have exposed the Dungeon or caused its magical traps to fail?

He did not know. The notes were scattered and vague; presumably, the Church of Myrkul had merely come to try their luck.

Further in, he came across a legendary item: "Vestments of the Underworld Periwinkle."

Could they have come for this?" Anse shook his head slightly and put away the notebook.

Just from its name, he could tell that this equipment was exclusive to Necromancy wizards or Death Domain Clerics. In their hands, it was no less valuable than a divine artifact, but that might not be the case for others. They