Atop the cliff.
A bridge, stark white as though built from human bones, stood majestically.
Beyonders from major powers such as the Investigation Bureau, the Lotus Eaters, the Witch Sisterhood, and the Sunset School hesitated on one side.
As for the other wild Beyonders?
Aside from Aaron's group of three, who were still relatively intact, nearly all of them were dead!
This appearance of the Sothos Mausoleum was no opportunity for Green Forest City's wild Beyonders—it was an absolute calamity!
Adding in the Beyonders who had died from the various major organizations, it was easy to believe that Green Forest City's local mystic circles would fall silent for a long time to come.
"This Bridge of the Dead..."
The third level was calm, lacking the dangers of the first two levels, yet Jacob and the other Non-Human Existences did not dare let down their guard in the slightest.
Chikatilo stared at the bone-white bridge before them, his expression slightly twisted. "Death... Once we set foot upon this bridge, even beings like us who have opened the Fourth Primordial may die..."
Spet looked at the bridge, his expression equally distorted. "If the bridge back then had been this one, how could I possibly have excavated Auclair's main burial chamber?"
In truth, both Beyonders were somewhat regretful.
Had they known that beneath Auclair's burial chamber lay Aaron Sothoth's mausoleum, they would have sealed off the surrounding area long ago and mobilized every Lotus Eater.
Instead, though the secret was right before them, they now had to share it with a crowd of outsiders.
"I'll give it a try..."
The Moon Witch kept chewing something in her mouth before finally spitting out a little straw man.
Though crudely made, it wobbled to its feet on the ground, its movements gradually becoming nimble, like