“That means the blood net is the result of your ritual.”

Even as Sungyoon worried, Russell continued his attempts to drag information out of Udocus by taunting him.

“That’s right.”

“You're sacrificing the power of trash. I doubt you can achieve much with that ritual.”

“Do you really think so?”

“Of course.”

“Ke ke ke!”

Udocus laughed; his laughter was full of contempt and derision. The Connectors found his laughter unpleasant, and they could also sense an ominous air around him.

“It's commendable that you're trying to extract information from me in any way possible. It almost brings tears to my eyes. It's to be expected of you lowly beings to pull out all the stops like this. Don’t worry! Kevil would've laughed at you, but I have a high opinion of you all. I admire that you struggle to live.”

‘As expected, he knew what we were trying to do.’

Sungyoon felt a chill run up his back. His intuition hadn’t been wrong.

“Hmm? It seems you're badly suffering from delusions of grandeur. I know a good doctor in a mental hospital. Do you need an introduction? Ah! You don’t have to worry whether he's good or not. Even if he's a quack, he has to be better than you...