The sun set, and the vast sky gradually spread from pale blue and light purple into profound darkness,
revealing all of Rome's ancient grandeur in the afterglow of sunset.
Rome welcomed the night once again!
Crash—!
The alloy door to the villa's underground hideout was blown apart. The man who could decide countless things with a single word from behind the scenes now collapsed to the ground, holding a pistol as he desperately scrambled backward, nearly wetting himself.
He watched the black-haired young man who had taken out all his bodyguards over the nightmare-like past dozen minutes slowly and calmly walk in.
When he saw the darkness behind him, with its two crimson points and terrifying smile, he could no longer suppress his fear and screamed:
"Who are you!? Who the hell are you people!?"
After immediately confirming that there were no traces of anything beyond reality, Fang Ran watched Osphia raise a hand and knock the man unconscious before calling someone to deal with him.
Fang Ran slowly exhaled, dismissing Gluttony. He turned, his black eyes looking out through the hole at the night sky.
It was already dark.
This was the tenth target location they had checked. They had nearly turned all of Rome's underground darkness upside down,
yet they still had not found that Dark Energy Crystal.
It was as if it did not exist at all, with absolutely no clues to follow.
After watching Osphia arrange the follow-up, Fang Ran took out the unsealing device and glanced at the countdown still showing more than three hours. He turned to her and spoke softly but quickly:
"We're out of time. There are only two places left. We'll split up."
Hearing his suggestion, Osphia noticed his breathing in that instant.
From morning until night, he had barely stopped