As Linley’s group was leisurely romping its way through the Infernal Realm in a carefree manner. In the distant Muja Continent. The Goodson [Ke’de’seng] Mountains.
Night descended.
A nameless, mysterious mountain cave within the Goodson Mountains. A sloppy-looking man with long, loose hair was seated in the meditative position. In the darkness of the cave, his terrifying, scarlet eyes could still be seen.
“Allott [A’luo’te], I, Brodie [Bu’luo’di], swear that one day, I will make you die. Make you die!!!” A low growl emanated from the throat of this sloppy-looking man, filled with immeasurable anger. The sloppy-looking man’s fists were clenched so hard that they shook.
The sloppy-looking man swallowed his anger, then slammed a fist against the stony ground.
“Crack…” A crack appeared in the ground.
