"Strange..."
In the rear courtyard of the Guan Residence.
The man who had been playing on his phone suddenly looked up. "Those two old geezers' auras have disappeared."
Bang!
Someone violently kicked open the courtyard gate.
The Old Man strode over to White Garment, his expression tense. "The Pope and the Marquis have disappeared."
"They vanished right in front of our scouts."
Everyone, already prepared for a major battle, was stunned.
Nine Awakenings experts had entered the Capital, and a major battle had seemed imminent.
They had been ready to evacuate the civilians, yet the men had disappeared?
"What's going on, Old Man? Was the plan exposed?"
White Garment frowned in confusion.
"This was captured on surveillance."
A guard handed White Garment the printed images.
In the photograph, a man in black took out a small black token.
The Pope and the Marquis looked as though they were facing a formidable enemy.
White Garment stared intently at the token in the man in black's hand.
Although the shot had been taken from too far away to capture the token clearly,
his brows furrowed nonetheless.
Just like the Pope and the Marquis, his face was filled with wariness.
"Did you spot something?"
Sensing White Garment's Qi fluctuating uncontrollably, Old Guan asked curiously.
White Garment's expression turned extremely ugly. "I never expected them to rise from the ashes."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you still remember... Eden?"
At those words,
the powerful figures present all froze, then a chill swept through them.
Every hair on their bodies stood on end.
Buried memories resurfaced-that organization that had nearly destroyed all humanity.
Outside Capital City.
They had returned to that mountain ravine.
The three stood in a triangle.
The Pope and the Marquis stared at the man before them, their eyes full of