Even in the memory John inherited from The Devil Azazel, there was little information about the Hermit Order.
John only knew that it was a very ancient assassin organization, worshiping the God of Shadows and Slaughter, Alyssum.
Over the long history of the Godslayer Continent, the Order had created numerous splendid achievements, including hunting down a demigod.
Of course, they never dared to plot against true gods.
If it's them, then everything makes sense.
"Did Wolf Howl ever mention who exactly he would invite?" asked John.
The assassins and rogues trapped in the Abyssal Prison quickly shook their heads, indicating that they had told him everything they knew.
They knew nothing else.
After a moment's thought, John waved his hand, and the Abyssal Prison dissipated.
Sunlight returned to the land, filling the air with the scent of elemental activity.
