Chen Lun walked straight inside. The paintings and decorations had all burned away, leaving only fragments of wooden picture frames mixed with broken stones and bricks.
The guests who had died horribly here were all buried beneath the rubble. Apart from a scattering of expensive high heels, only some ruined top hats and silk scarves remained.
"Huh..."
Chen Lun stopped, suddenly noticing a small gray pellet beneath the rubble at his feet.
He bent down and picked it up. It was a portion of [Low-Sequence Conspiracy Faction Mystical Substance].
"This might have been left behind by an elderly supernatural being who carried out the kidnapping, after he died..."
Froy explained softly beside him.
After Roderick's black light wave killed the old man in a costume from the Circus, the Mysterious Object that precipitated from him was struck by the battle's aftershocks, ultimately breaking down into the most basic mystical substance.
Following Froy's explanation, Chen Lun indeed found two more portions of the same mystical substance nearby.
Chen Lun put them all away, feeling pleased.
Ding!
Chen Lun spun the Silver Cane, using cane divination to locate Mona.
Soon, the cane stopped, its curved handle pointing toward a corner.
He walked over across the rubble and lifted a section of broken wall the size of a desk with one hand, producing a tremendous crash.
Amid the drifting dust, a woman lay curled up at the foot of the wall, surrounded by blood.
"Good... she's still barely breathing."
Chen Lun checked and discovered that Mona was still breathing faintly.
"An ordinary person surviving injuries this severe... she really is lucky."
He gently turned Mona over and found that her left arm was missing, the stump gruesome.
Mona had not died in this incident in his previous life. Like Noah, someone might soon