Spirit Sacrifice Tower Council

The four of them had only been barely holding on while standing watch in the Land of Absurdity.

And just now, they had received a message from Wu Heng. Their squad leader—the Blood Floss Tower Master capable of instantly killing Tower Master-level opponents—was entering the Land of Absurdity ahead of schedule.

Their "strong one" had finally arrived. They no longer had to keep forcing themselves to act tough. How could they not be excited?

"I'll go see the Spirit Sacrifice Association President first. You guys organize our team's missions and the previous situation, then show it to me later."

"Alright, Captain."

"Go see the Association President first."

As the four went off to make preparations, Wu Heng flew toward the main peak within the Spirit Sacrifice Tower, excitement stirring in his heart.

The Land of Absurdity!

The Chikuai Silver Mine vein!

The anomalies!

He finally had enough strength to come into contact with these things so closely tied to reality.

Within the ancient courtyard atop the main peak, before a stone table, Spirit Sacrifice's somewhat youthful figure sat drinking. The scent of alcohol was faint, but it could not escape Wu Heng's nose.

There were many kinds of wine: wine of joy, celebratory wine, wine of sorrow, wine of grief, wine of remembrance... The emotions of the drinker changed the taste of the wine in their mouth.

And the scent of wine lingering in the air was "worry wine."

The main peak was lonely, the empty courtyard was lonely, the wine was lonely, and so was the person drinking it!

"You're here. Have a drink with me!"

The moment Spirit Sacrifice saw Wu Heng, a smile appeared on her face, restoring her usual gentle expression.

It was just a little fake.

The scent of "worry" wine in the air had