The Devil’s Cage

Rorl sized up the players in his demolished room; they seemed no different from common players.

But with this many players gathered in one spot, why weren’t any sounds being made?

They weren’t hiding their presence, but…

They were not breathing!

Rorl was shocked, and he tried to size them up with a more careful gaze. He then noticed that the players had not only stopped breathing, but their chests were no longer moved as well, not even a heartbeat!

This…This…

The scene had surpassed Rorl’s imagination. It made him quickly shrink into a corner of his room, living up to his reputation of being a coward. The torn room didn’t do well for hiding though; in fact, with the walls and the ceiling being ripped off, there was no place for Rorl to hide anymore.

The real reason why Rorl shrunk himself into the corner was because of a hidden passage, a passage that could lead away from the Border Street altogether.

The passage had been dug by himself, and it was also one of the main reasons why he chose this place.

Kieran and Saikory, who were confronting each other, didn’t bother about Rorl.

Kieran glanced at the dense crowd.

Saikory? He laughed again.

“Flaming Devil, eh? Enjoy the feast I’ve prepared for you!”

Bang!

With that, Saikory burst amidst his ferocious laugh.

His blood and flesh flew in all directions; the thick blood formed a cloud of mist and enshrouded the room, binding Kieran to the spot.

After Saikory’s burst, the dense crowd started to whisper.

Wicked and filthy words buzzed non-stop.

The sky turned dark all of a sudden. The artificial sun above the city became clouded.

The darkness was like a veil from the sky, enshrouding the entire street.

Bits of red misty spots were quickly born within the darkness; they moved like smoke and eventually accumulated into a cotton-shaped cloud.

The scarlet red cotton-shaped cloud stretched out straight and pierced the dark veil above the sky. Then, it slowly opened up, like how a person would open his or her eyes when he or she woke up from sleep!

A common man opening his eyes was nothing unusual, but this ‘eye’ was different—its size was so massive that it pierced through the black sky veil!

Anything that grew insanely huge so suddenly would cause a series of unexpected results.

The ‘eye’ only opened up and did nothing else, yet this small action brought over a storm.

Wuuu!

A tornado formed from the storm and roared.

The wind started to take form, becoming more ferocious, and together with the wicked whispers, the ferocious energy contained in the wind assaulted Kieran.

The wind was fast, but Kieran was faster.

He turned illusive right away, freeing himself from the bloody bindings.

Kaboom!

The tornado struck the spot where Kieran stood, the ground destroyed upon impact, causing debris to fly around. A dozen meters deep crater was left after the hit.

The tornado was like a worm wriggling into the ground non-stop, but regardless of how powerful the tornado was, it was useless if it didn’t hit its target.

The wicked whispers from the crowd continued.

The bloody mist that was the bindings exploded. It tainted the ground in the area, causing the ground to crack rapidly.

The bloody mist also tainted the crowd; it melted the whispering players right away, turning them into more blood mist that merged with the existing one.

Within a breath’s time, a dozen players were turned into blood mist, boosting the existing blood mist’s denseness even more than before. It also enhanced the mist’s corrosive properties, making it even more powerful and scary.

However, the bloody mist didn’t continue to consume the player crowd; instead, it started to circulate the surroundings rapidly.

It was searching for its target: Kieran.

The massive ‘eye’ in the sky slightly opened up further.

The tornado roared again, and this time, it didn’t strike the ground; instead, it swirled in the air.

Line of bloody rays from the massive eyes rained down, landing on Border Street instantaneously.

Kieran, who was hiding in his illusive form, was dragged out of his state. The circulating tornado in the sky then descended down upon Kieran right away.

Kieran’s lips moved slightly when he saw the tornado coming for him.

With the system blur, no one could truly see what his expression was.

Likewise, no one could hear what he whispered either, but looking at his helpless and stubborn gaze, it was definitely not something delightful or out of willingness.

His soft whisper was captured in the sight of someone hiding in the dark.

“Lamenting your misfortunate? Or voicing your regrets now? It’s too late! Too late! When your pride blinded your eyes, your end was determined! Death? No, you won’t die! What you will receive is worse than death. It’s something that you wished for but never got! You will become my slave and fight for me for as long as I wish, until the day I want you dead!”

Amidst the sinister laughter, a man with a scarlet red wind coat looked at Kieran, who was almost hit by the tornado.

In the man’s hand were two scrolls, two unique scrolls specially prepared for Kieran.

Devil’s bloodline and powerful Spirit attribute.

How could he not gather information regarding Kieran’s strongest points since he wanted to make a move against him, and after getting his hands on the information, how could he not prepare for it?

The scroll was tightly held in his hands; it was almost torn apart but eventually failed, and the scroll fell down helplessly.

A palm from the shadows seized the man’s neck and snapped it just like that.

Crack!

After the neck-breaking noise, the man in the scarlet red windcoat looked at the shadow behind him. It seemed like even until the moment of death, the man didn’t understand how Kieran had managed to hide in the shadows without being discovered by him?

Of course, what baffled the man more was why there were two Kierans.

Those who thought highly of themselves would die of their own ego.

The man thought he had grasped everything about Kieran, but he didn’t know a man like Kieran had at least one or two hidden cards up his sleeve; otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to sleep well.

On top of that, the man neglected the time!

As time went by, Kieran was getting stronger by the minute and perfecting himself according to plan.

Kieran coldly looked at the man as he turned into white light particles.

He would never give explanations to his enemy, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t concerned about his enemy’s identity.

“Server II?”

Kieran squinted his eyes at the name on the notification.

The extremely low amount of Points and Skill Points made the man unworthy of his care; only his name caught Kieran’s attention.

When Kieran killed the first Server I, he had guessed that there was a Server II or Server III.

Now, with this dead man, his guess was verified.

“As I thought, the so-called Sin-server isn’t a man, but an organization! An organization with a clear ranking chart! If they appeared at this kind of timing, it means they are…”

A cold smile in his heart later, Kieran looked outside.

The black veil above the sky vanished, and the massive eye in the air disappeared without a sign as well. Those player crowds who had been whispering wicked words disintegrated into white light particles as well.

They were deadmen to begin with, only staying ‘alive’ because of Server II’s special ability or one of his special items.

Following Server II’s death, everything returned to normal.

However, Kieran still suffered a heartache.

According to normal progression, the items should have been his rewards, but now?

They turned into nothing.

Kieran’s gaze turned cold.

Anyone who dared to take the loot of a stingy ghost would be hunted to their death until the end of time.

But before that, Kieran still had to verify a single thing.

“Hope it won’t let me down.”

Kieran vanished into the shadows after muttering to himself.