Those malicious, hungry gazes were very subtle.
They lingered faintly on the followers of the Mist God, while those followers were utterly terrified. They prayed without cease, hoping for a response from their "Lord."
And some followers were disappearing.
Clearly, those hiding in the shadows were using this method to force the Mist God to reveal himself.
Qin Ran could easily imagine what would happen once the Mist God appeared.
The severely wounded Mist God would undoubtedly be torn apart and devoured.
He had no doubt about that.
That hunger was simply too obvious.
But now?
He needed to change that fact.
Not only because the identity of the Mist God would help him learn more about the dungeon world before him, but also because Sika's Domain, an effect of Lord of Mist, had greatly interested Qin Ran.
It was only Sika's Domain now. If it expanded, would it become Aetandin, or even the Northern Continent?
After thinking for a moment, Qin Ran raised a hand and snapped his fingers.
Snap!
"At your service, my Boss."
The Upper Evil Spirit, which had been standing in the shadows all along, stepped out in response. It bowed slightly and waited for Qin Ran's new command.
"The Mist God needs a messenger to save his followers."
Qin Ran said this.
"Understood, Boss."
The Upper Evil Spirit bowed, retreated into the shadows, and vanished.
Qin Ran put away the spoils, stood up, and headed toward the inn's main hall.
He had not eaten dinner yet.
Although the cook here certainly could not compare to Mimosa, Qin Ran had always been tolerant of food. As long as it was edible, he would not refuse it.
The courtyard where Qin Ran stayed was separated from the inn's main hall by only a wall, but to enter