"We have no way back now."
A low male voice rang out. The surroundings were dim, and only a mirror stood before the man. Reflected in it was a pale face tinged with madness, a deep insanity suppressed within its brown eyes.
He spoke at a measured pace, as though every sentence required him to restrain his emotions. "We can only hope the organizer of that Beyonder Gathering accepts our commission. Otherwise, Steve, who has the Scarlet Lunar Corona, will catch up to us, and the demigod we lured away might find us too."
"We really don't have much time. I even suspect that demigod has already realized the clues we used to lure him away were false."
A shadow appeared in the mirror, revealing a face as exquisite as a doll's. Dressed in a black court gown, Sharron glanced at Maric and nodded lightly.
"Two people from the Rose School want your help?"
Nimrod briefly searched his memories for members of the Rose School who could have approached the Aurora Order without being finely chopped into mincemeat. He soon found his answer. "People from the Temperance Faction?"
Sharron and Maric, those two members of the Temperance Faction? Why would they approach the Aurora Order, which the outside world still believed practiced bloody sacrifices and fanatical worship?
No, they wouldn't know much about the Aurora Order's situation. They probably found Mr. A through Beyonder Gatherings involving information about the Rose School, hoping to obtain assistance with money or Beyonder materials.
After all, the Aurora Order was now working to eliminate members of evil god sects and had posted corresponding missions at Beyonder Gatherings large and small. Some unaffiliated Beyonders even wondered whether these were missions the Church used to bait them.
Mr. A nodded without giving it much thought. "They