“Darkness, those dregs who refuse to see the limits of their strength are still probing for where the tomb is.” A frowning person appeared next to the city lord with a turn of their body. “Inferno is trash, so it’s not hard to defeat him. Those dregs have always been cautious and don’t seem like they’d mobilize en masse for this.”

Blue hair cascaded down over blue robes while water ripples circulated around the person. She was a very pretty woman.

“Weilan,” Darkness greeted her with a smile. “Those dregs are living beings too, so they’ll have their own personal desires. They may not be as united internally as they appear to be.”

The Darkness...