Chapter 125: Nether Cult and the Quiney Family, Plotting a Murder Scheme

On the outskirts of Jenton, a luxurious villa sat in the dark like a crouching beast. Modriel staggered back to it, every step dragging pain through his bones. His face looked as white as paper. The injuries were severe. If he had not, at the last possible moment, used that lifesaving trick, "Swapping the Plum for the Peach," to slip away, he might truly have died by Pierce Looske's hand. He still clutched the Fiend Banner, but it had already been ruined. It was riddled with holes, shredded beyond...