Shrak! Marquis Caliburn emerged from a portal into a new location at the Outer District. Unlike the twenty-third floor, it was hot, and the thick scent of blood wafted around him. His face hardened at the sight that met his eyes. 

Everything was in ruins. Buildings had collapsed and bore traces of violent battles. For a moment, Marquis Caliburn wondered if he’d opened the wrong portal by mistake because he’d intended to go to the Kelat Auction House. He’d never expected that the flourishing marketplace would be reduced to this state.

However, as soon as he saw the Blood Land subordinates sitting on the ruins, he realized he was at the right place. 

“What happ—!”

“You’re here?”

Marquis Caliburn was about to shout at the subordinates, but a familiar voice spoke behind him. The marquis turned and couldn’t help gasping when he saw Duke Ardbad. “Sir!”

“Don’t make a big deal out of it. The underlings will become uneasy.” Duke Ardbad’s right sleeve was empty, but he waved his remaining hand like it wasn’t a big deal and plopped down next to his subordinates.

“What…happened?” Marquis Calirbun pushed his anger down....