Chapter 102

The next second, Bronya walked toward the Fragmentum while lost in thought.

Upon arriving at the Fragmentum's entrance, she found many Silvermane Guards already stationed there.

"Lady Bronya."

Seeing Bronya's arrival, the Silvermane Guards present immediately spoke in unison with reverence.

"Have you not found them yet?"

"No, we are still searching."

"I sense traces of dissipated elemental power."

Hearing the Silvermane Guards' words, Bronya narrowed her eyes, mobilized Wind-attributed power to spread outward, and soon discovered traces of Ice-attributed power.

Moreover, these were man-made traces.

Recalling the Ice-attributed power she had sensed yesterday when passing those individuals, Bronya followed her Wind-attributed exploration and began walking toward the location of the traces.

Soon, she arrived at an alleyway nearby.

In a corner, a large cardboard box was blocked by some crystalline glass.

This box shook slightly from time to time; without careful observation, one would hardly notice it.

Only upon approaching would you realize this was not glass at all, but mirrors crafted from ice.

"Lady Bronya."

Seeing this sudden scene, a Silvermane Guard hurried forward.

Then, he rapidly opened the box.

As the box opened, a Silvermane Guard bound hand and foot appeared before everyone, causing their expressions to change drastically.

Indeed, they were truly here.

This Silvermane Guard had something stuffed in his mouth, rendering him unable to speak.

His hands and feet were also restrained.

Upon seeing his comrades, his eyes immediately filled with excitement as he struggled frantically.

"Too despicable!"

Seeing this scene, Pela clenched her fists slightly!

These fellows actually dared to do this to a Silvermane Guard!

The other Silvermane Guards hurriedly untied this individual, helping him remove the restraints.

"Forgive me, Lady Bronya."

Feeling able to speak again, this Silvermane Guard, with a panicked expression, hastily knelt on one knee to apologize: "I simply do not know what happened; I only felt someone behind me, then I fainted, and upon waking, I was like this."

Saying this, the Silvermane Guard looked utterly ashamed.

He truly felt unworthy of Belobog.

"It is of no consequence; the opponent is a Pathstrider, not an ordinary person. Even if you wanted to react, you would not have been able to."

Bronya shook her head gently: "Judging by this, the opponent has truly entered the Fragmentum."

"It seems Mother's judgment was correct."

"Then how should we report this news now?"

Beside her, Pela hesitated: "Should we report them as missing or dead?"

They had never entered the Fragmentum; although some areas on the other side had been cleared by Silvermane Guards, most places remained dangerous.

The Silvermane Guards merely eliminated monsters attracted by the Fragmentum and tried to lure them away, preventing the creatures from emerging from the Fragmentum.

"Hmm..."

Hearing Pela's words, Bronya fell silent for a moment, then shook her head gently: "No, the Supreme Guardian's order is to apprehend the criminals; we cannot cease pursuit just because they fled into the sealed zone."

"Regardless of whether they are dead or alive, I must witness it with my own eyes!"

Saying this, Bronya walked toward the Fragmentum.

"Yes!"

Hearing Bronya's words, Pela nodded gently: "I understand."

From Bronya's words, it was clear she intended to enter the Fragmentum.

With Lady Bronya's strength, she should not encounter danger even if she enters.

Even if she did encounter danger, she would be able to leave.

"The only thing I can do now is to eliminate the villains threatening Belobog."

Walking forward, Bronya's eyes were firm as she whispered softly: "No matter who the opponent is."

Under the gaze of the Silvermane Guards, Bronya walked to the front of the Fragmentum and stepped inside without hesitation.

Immediately, the group began to stand guard.

At this moment.

In the Underworld of Belobog.

The Fighting Club.

With a loud "bang," the young mechanic Xiao Zhi was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the octagonal cage, and he let out a long sigh.

While sighing, he looked at his electric robot partner, "Click," lying on the ground, and sighed: "I lost."

It was hard to imagine that all three opponents were Pathstriders, one of whom possessed Ice attributes, leaving his electric robot partner, "Click," completely unable to fight back.

As for himself, he could not last even a few rounds against that Cold-faced Little Green Dragon.

He even suspected the opponent had gone easy on him.

Otherwise, the opponent could have easily used lethal force.

But the opponent did not.

So, in a certain sense, he actually had to thank this person.

"A beautiful strike!"

Dr. Diggy of the Fighting Club roared aloud, "I now declare the winners to be Team Cold-Faced Little Green Dragon! Whether the Cold-Faced Little Green Dragon himself or the two temporary contestant-audience members, all possess formidable strength; they are powerful Pathstriders."

"Audience?!"

Hearing this, March 7th instantly froze, her expression stiffening: "Can't you give us a title too?"

Being called 'audience' as a penalty was far too perfunctory.

"Something like 'Cold-Faced Little Green Dragon'?"

Stelle's voice drifted out eerily, making March 7th's eyelid twitch; she hurriedly shook her head: "Let's not. The taste is too poor."

Dan Heng: "........."

Dan Heng gave Stelle a silent look, then stated calmly, "Let's go collect the prize. Winning brings Qian Cai, and our expenses in the Undercity require Qian Cai."

Speaking thus, Dan Heng headed toward the Fighting Club counter outside the octagonal cage.

"My apologies, but your money has already been claimed."

At the Fighting Club counter, the official responsible for distributing prizes saw Dan Heng approach and immediately bowed respectfully: "It was just taken by that handsome deep-blue fellow who brought you here to register!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, March 7th flew into a rage: "Someone's snatched the peaches!"

"It's Sampo. After him!"

Dan Heng spoke calmly, then swiftly turned and dashed outward.

The one who brought him here was Sampo; the one who won the match and left with the money was also Sampo.

"Damn, it's actually that scoundrel!"

Hearing Dan Heng's words, March 7th erupted in fury.

They clearly remembered how that fellow, harboring ill intent while hiding in a snowdrift, had thrown them down as human shields to cover his escape when pursued by the Silvermane Guards.

Earlier, the big shot they had added as a contact had warned them to be cautious when dealing with that individual, yet they had still been played.

In an instant, March 7th and Stelle rushed out, following closely behind Dan Heng.

Very soon.

The three spotted a figure with blue hair hurrying around a corner.

Without a second word, the three hurried forward.

"Bang!"

Just as the three quickly caught up, Sampo suddenly spun around.

Instinctively dodging sideways, he executed a snake-like roll.