"Leo from Hallowed Insect, initials Thunder God. I have heard about you, but meeting you like this is truly different. I wonder how many people have you killed to have such a strong smell of blood and death."
His voice was low and hoarse. It was like an old tree speaking.
Leo didn't flinch.
His body right now was that of his game character. And in the 10 years he played the game, he had killed and killed so many NPCs and people that he lost count.
It was only natural for him to have a bloody smell.
"Not as much as you, I believe."
"Heh, you're not wrong."
The old man laughed, showing his yellow teeth.
"Well, since you have the epigraph, show me the goods."
He sounded like a merchant trying to get his goods.
Seeing him being impatient, Leo took out the capsule and released the epigraph compressed inside. The large stone appeared in the air and dropped to the ground with a loud thud.
