Betrayal or the Answer

Baphomet first turned to look at the section of U-shaped cave wall that had been destroyed. No change showed on his face; only a current of air surged from his body, smoothing over the ashes.

Leviathan's residual power lingered there, and it could not be restored in a short time.

He was very familiar with Leviathan. He would go find Leviathan, but not now. There were more important matters to attend to.

Baphomet extended a pitch-black hand, and sixteen bound Blood Floss Demon and Cenobite souls emerged from the blood pool, appearing in a row.

His black, fingerprintless fingers twitched slightly.

The souls were dissected into fragments of memory as though a butcher were carving up an ox. Then sixteen clusters of memories concerning the hunting of the Nightwalker Clan appeared in the air like movie screens.

The surrounding Nightwalkers all reddened their eyes at the sight, their faces filled with murderous fury.

Only Baphomet expressionlessly erased those fragments.

Then he extracted another portion, this time from the Blood Floss Demons' souls.

They concerned certain things in Eden.

As fragment after fragment of memory was picked out, scenes of Eden's altered landscape and the Holy Mountain finally emerged.

In the end, these memory fragments from the Blood Floss Demons formed a complete picture.

Its scope did not even cover the entirety of Blood Floss Hell!

At that moment, Wu Heng, who was sitting cross-legged atop the Holy Mountain, abruptly opened his eyes. A trace of coldness surfaced in his expression as he sensed the other party's scrutiny.

"Very good!" Wu Heng sneered and closed his eyes again.

Inside the cave, Following Wu Heng's reaction, the image formed from soul-memory fragments, which had appeared for only a second, instantly vanished.

These shattered soul bodies simply could not withstand Hell's backlash.

But