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Gaius immediately recognized that this was the Fighting Spirit of a human, but before he could draw his sword, he sensed a familiar aura emanating from the opponent. It was the power derived from blood...
He was a member of the Blood Clan?
"You..." Gaius's face was filled with confusion as he decided to probe first. It was known that within the Inner Fortress, there were indeed a group of Blood Clan members who specialized in researching their racial powers. Although the person before him possessed the Fighting Spirit of a human, his Blood Power was undeniably real. Gaius instinctively concluded that he might be an "experiment" from the Inner Fortress.
However, before Gaius could finish speaking, Garen's fist came crashing down. With Holy Eye, he could recover his Fighting Spirit for five minutes, but there was no time to waste on conversation.
With a loud thud, Gaius's chest was struck, and he stumbled backward.
"Alert! Alert! Everyone come out!" Gaius shouted angrily while clutching his chest, immediately identifying Garen as an enemy. Anyone who dared to attack the gate captain would not have a good ending, even if this guy truly was an experiment from the Inner Fortress.
Yet, as his voice echoed out, there was no response from the walls. Gaius's heart sank; he knew that his subordinates were likely in grave danger.
"Damn it, you will face severe punishment!" Gaius decisively drew his sword, unleashing level 12 power. Blood surged around him as two fangs rapidly grew out, shooting towards Garen with a whoosh!
At that moment, Garen suddenly transformed into a golden ray and instantly appeared right in front of Gaius. With a clang, Gaius's weapon was cleaved in two by Stormblade, and the blood color surrounding Gaius abruptly dimmed.
"Silence!" A chill ran through Gaius as he felt his power slip away.
Though both were at level 12, Garen's level 12 could contend with the dragon Sundgoth; he was not someone a mere Blood Clan captain could compare to. In this state of silence, Gaius instantly lost all means of attack and defense, relying solely on his combat instincts to fend off the assault.
"I shall enact Justice Punishes All Beings!"
At that moment, a dazzling white light spread out. Pain flashed across Gaius's face as black smoke erupted from multiple places on his body with hissing sounds. In an instant, he collapsed to the ground.
As Gaius fell, Garen's Fighting Spirit also lost its connection.
Glancing at the unconscious gate captain, Garen stepped forward and walked through the towering Greed's Gate.
Garen's expression remained calm; stepping through this grand door was merely the second step of his plan. However, if any of the Blood Clan members inside the castle saw this, they would surely be shocked for one simple reason—Garen had no pass.
It had been nearly ten years since anyone had entered or exited Greed's Gate without a pass.
Of course, the difficulty of a situation often arises from multiple factors. Besides the Four Great Guardians, Su Ye's intimidation over the years was also not to be overlooked. However, these concerns were of little consequence to Garen. He did not need to worry about provoking Su Ye or consider the potential consequences; his sole purpose was to leave this place.
Garen did not kill Gaius, nor did he take the lives of any Blood Clan Soldiers. On another level, this would buy him some time. Just imagine if Zeke returned triumphantly to the castle only to find all his subordinates unconscious—what would his reaction be?
Anger? Certainly, anger was guaranteed, especially considering Zeke's volatile nature. But beyond that anger, he would want to understand what had happened.
However, if Zeke returned to find a scene filled with corpses, then what had transpired would no longer matter. He would raise his weapon and search tirelessly for the culprit, and Garen's situation would instantly become perilous.
According to the map of the castle provided by Bai, stepping out of Greed's Gate meant that Garen had reached the outer fortress.
Garen did not swagger through; instead, he climbed up onto the walls outside the barrier and cautiously moved along the edge. Looking down, he saw that in front of those ancient buildings in the outer fortress, there were several Blood Clan Soldiers patrolling every hundred meters. Although they were not particularly strong, their distribution was even; any disturbance would immediately attract a lot of attention.
Compared to the chasm-like Greed's Gate, this place was actually far more dangerous.
Because once exposed here, he would instantly become a target.
After reaching a spot with some cover, Garen stopped and took out the castle map to examine it closely.
The first thing he could confirm was that he absolutely could not appear outside the walls; this would immediately draw the attention of patrolling soldiers. The massive walls stretched for miles, and even running normally would take over ten minutes; sneaking past would take even longer and increase the chances of exposure.
But Garen was not too worried about that; he had absolute confidence in his ability to avoid mistakes.
What truly pressured Garen was the area five hundred meters ahead. According to intelligence reports, there would be a five-man team stationed there, taking turns maintaining the Blood Clan Magic Circle used to detect incoming enemies.
Due to the terrain of the walls, avoiding them was nearly impossible. Therefore, he could only break through directly. The problem was that if a fight broke out on the walls, it would immediately alert hundreds of Blood Clan members below.
Garen pinched his brow as Bai's cold smile flashed in his mind.
The Blood Clan's Magic Circle is fundamentally different from that of the human race. Aside from specific teleportation arrays, the Blood Clan's magic circles are mostly used for spying, creating barriers, and even concealment. The one on the Solomon Wall serves as a sentinel, maintained in rotation by five elite members of the Blood Clan. This magic circle can sense movements from hundreds to nearly a thousand kilometers away. If any Other Races intrude, the magic circle will react, and the five elite members will immediately report to their superiors to facilitate early preparations.
However, this task is not something just anyone can do. The five Blood Clan members were carefully selected by Su Ye; they not only possess considerable strength but also have absolute loyalty.
"What is that?" Suddenly, a young man on the left noticed something and looked warily at a shadow in the distance.
The other four turned their heads, casting vigilant glances.
Soon, a group of soldiers emerged under the bright moonlight, dressed neatly in Black Suits, with long swords hanging at their waists.
"Wafiel?" The leading man stepped forward with a faint smile.
"Greetings, my lord!" Wafiel respectfully spoke. It was late at night, and seeing a large group of soldiers on the Solomon Wall meant that this individual must be someone of significant status within the Inner Fortress. As he spoke, the other four immediately bowed in greeting.
However, Wafiel had never seen this lord before. Although this task rarely allowed for contact with those from the Inner Fortress, Wafiel had some impression of its dignitaries. Could it be that in just a few months, a newcomer had successfully risen to such a high position?
Wafiel discreetly glanced at his companions and found them wearing similarly puzzled expressions.
"My lord, please wait!" Wafiel called out to stop the man who was about to walk away.
"What is it?"
With caution in mind, Wafiel decided to ask, "May I inquire what you are here for?"
But then Wafiel saw the man's expression darken inexplicably.
"Do you want to know?"
Wafiel was momentarily taken aback and then felt a chill run through him. It is known that true dignitaries conduct their business without those of his level having any right to inquire. In Solomon's Castle, knowing too many secrets would only lead to an earlier demise.
Seeing the man's increasingly cold demeanor, Wafiel felt a shiver down his spine and stammered, "No, no... I was just asking casually; I wouldn't dare disturb your business!"
"Well, those who live the longest often know the least. Keep your surveillance array in good shape, Wafiel," the adult said with a meaningful smile before turning and striding away.
Wafiel returned to the magic circle, drenched in sweat. Remembering that adult's smile sent a chill down his spine, filling him with a deep sense of fear.
At that moment, a companion broke the silence.
"Did you notice? That group of soldiers seems to have no life fluctuations."
"How is that possible? You must be mistaken!" another replied, astonished.
"I thought I was mistaken at first too, but then I used a detection spell…"
"Maybe they have some special task," Wafiel suggested after a moment of thought. For someone of that caliber, it wouldn't be surprising to pull off something astonishing. Even if he led a group of black dragons, Wafiel would find it perfectly normal.
However, he couldn't shake the feeling that the adult might be angry; after all, he knew Wafiel's name…
Wafiel's mood soured as he repeated the adult's words in his mind, desperately trying to glean any hint of emotion from them but finding nothing.
Suddenly, Wafiel's face went pale.
Hadn't he just told me… to maintain the surveillance array?
How did he know about the surveillance array?
This magic circle was ostensibly for detecting external movements but was actually used to monitor a certain prominent figure within the Inner Fortress… Due to its specificity, no more than seven people should know about it.
Among them were five blood clan members.
Su Ye.
Bai.
The person from earlier...
"Chase... Chase!!" Wafiel suddenly snapped back to reality, his eyes wide as he shouted.
...
That Blood Lord was, of course, Garen. Before leaving the ancient castle, the aura of Blood Power acted like a barrier, instantly easing the vigilance of the vampire clan.
After distancing himself from the magic circle, Garen withdrew the Soul into the space of his staff and continued forward.
However, at this moment, Garen was forced to come to a halt.
His meticulous plans and flawless execution had brought him to the edge of the city wall, just one step away from leaving the ancient castle.
But that single step was blocked by a woman.
Su Ye sat atop the city wall, her trench coat billowing in the wind as she looked down at Garen.
"It's been a while."
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