On the first level of the base, Ludie casually tossed the last Justicar Knight aside.
He lit another cigarette and then walked slowly toward the deeper parts of the base.
As he passed by some experimental culture dishes, he made a point to stop.
At the bottom of some of these culture dishes were the sacrificial, symbolic patterns of hands holding flowers.
These items and patterns stirred some memories in Ludie.
He had been silent for so long that many from the Fourth Ring had already forgotten his past, forgotten this King of Hunters.
This time, if Lu Luo hadn't called him here, he probably would have remained silent.
Ludie wouldn't bother with anything that didn't directly fall into his hands.
He wasn't ready yet; he still needed to wait.
However, as he looked at everything before him, especially these dead women, Ludie still felt a stir in his heart.
"You all could have become someone else's bride."
At that moment, a very piercing song drifted up from deep underground.
