Red Dog gazed at the Misty Sea, where sinister and grotesque forces emanated; it wasn’t his first time confronting the Devil’s breath.

Meanwhile, horrifying scenes replayed in his mind.

After the honors of the secret war were bestowed, Red Dog did not immediately leave the Pillar of Royal Authority. As the youngest Defender, he had a capital to be proud of and an indomitable spirit.

Red Dog wanted to uncover the secrets of the Pillar of Royal Authority; he wanted to know why people revered that unseen royal power so much.

His curiosity was overwhelming.

Red Dog murmured dreamily, "First, there’s a darkness devoid of starlight."

As if the night had fallen upon the world, and every life had been devoured. The taste of the Abyss was suffocating, and the silence was unsettling.

Walking like a dying man through deserted corridors, only the sound of footsteps echoed in the air.

The Pillar of Royal Authority was too quiet, like a gigantic tombstone. Red Dog began to crave signs of life, but as time passed, his mind involuntarily plunged into a kind of madness, his breathing quickened, heartbeats rang in his ears, pain gradually shrinking, chasing something invisible.

Deathly silence and darkness pushed Red Dog’s nerves to the brink, making him feel like his mind had lost control.

Reflecting now, Red Dog believed it was a trap, a deliberately guided trap.

As the core of the Kagader Empire, the source of royal family secrets, how could the Royal Authority’s Pillar allow him to invade so easily? She must have seen him long ago, guiding him as if in a prank.

Passing through endless corridors, crossing shafts as deep as the Abyss.

Red Dog saw a deep red shadow; although blurry, he knew it was the person he had bowed to just fifteen minutes earlier.

The man with the crowned head knelt down, without a hint of royalty, instead like a beggar, continually pleading for something.

Red Dog saw the tranquil Blood Lake boiling, and the crowned man shouted excitedly, then his face twisted, opening his mouth in pain, a terrifying sound coming from his brownish-yellow teeth.

The boiling of the lake quickly settled, but the transmitted vibrations slightly tremored the entire cave, blood and flesh covering the stalactites lightly swayed, as if the whole space was the enormous intestines of a monster, presently contracting slowly. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

The atmosphere around became strange; a woman appeared on the lake at an unknown time.

Her fair skin streaked with scarlet blood, the blood covered her body like a red garment, coagulating and dripping off her toes, her face obscured in a red mist, hard to see clearly. Yet bizarrely, Red Dog could see her eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Red Dog’s body seemed frozen, filled with uncontrollable desire, those eyes deep and dark, as if penetrating the evil thoughts and sins deep in people’s hearts, her voice low and enchanting, capable of controlling everything nearby, no one could resist.

As she approached, that enchanting magic doubled, Red Dog once thought he had become her slave, his mind filled with that cold yet obsessive feeling, wanting to escape but unable to extricate himself.

Until wretched wails broke Red Dog’s daze, the crowned man writhered on the ground in anguish, begging for mercy like a wild dog.

Red Dog’s heart completely lost its calm, his thoughts occupied by chaos and violence, his nature engulfed by bestowed madness, his consciousness unable to bear so many horrible images, and reality was slowly collapsing, letting his spirit and blood dance in the endless Abyss.

When Red Dog regained consciousness, he had already left the Pillar of Royal Authority... He didn’t know how he left, nor was he clear about what he had seen...

Red Dog knew what he saw.

"Hahaha."

The recollection abruptly stopped, and Red Dog laughed out loud like a madman. Field staff stood ready, but the King’s Secret Swords seemed accustomed to it.

They were all aware of Red Dog’s madness, reportedly injured during the secret war, since then his mind was no longer right, caring about nothing, seeing everything as a game.

Some believed Red Dog was stuck at the sixth seat due to his Soul Scars, unable to advance, while others thought he was simply insane, suited only to handling dirty business.

Red Dog couldn’t care less about this.

Because none of it mattered.

If he had not seen that scene, if he could forever live in lies... the feeling of collapsing faith wasn’t pleasant, since that day, Red Dog found the King’s Secret Sword, the Kagader Empire, indeed everything in this world, became pathetically ridiculous.

Red Dog looked at the stern Lebius beside him, audaciously reaching out and patting Lebius on the shoulder, speaking somewhat manically.

"Don’t be so serious, my friend, it’s just a game."

Before the words even fell, the heavy dragging sound came from afar, Mamo, Balder, and Aimou emerged from the mist, with a heavy Iron Coffin trailing behind them, and as for Nesanel, his trace had long disappeared.

Seeing that Iron Coffin, Red Dog’s laughter turned even more distorted.