Half an hour later.
In a desolate cave.
Roger calmly adjusted his breathing.
After finishing the bottle of 'the Queen's holy water' in his hand.
Only then did he have the energy to think about the current situation.
There was no need to think about the Savior.
They must have been wiped out.
But what about the information on Mistra?
There was more.
What was the situation with this sub-plane called "between purgatories "?
Why did the conveyor belt end here?
The 3rd Division's previous report clearly said that everything was going smoothly. Why did they suddenly fail?
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There were too many questions.
Roger had limited information.
He could only try divination first.
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[ divination: you have obtained information on the 'blood Crow season'. ]
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[ divination: you have sensed that the 'God's fog' has shrouded this place, and you can not obtain more information with divination. ]
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"What bad luck!"
