Chapter 38-

Somewhere in a dark room, a few adventurers were hanging upside down by chains. Their bodies were cut all over and they were no longer breathing. Fresh blood was still dripping from their bodies and down into large stone bowls. Then the torches of the room lit up with a crimson light as a figure walked in.

This individual’s body was covered in a long dark cloak that dragged on the floor as he walked. The cloaked figure walked up to each of the lifeless bodies and checked up on the bowls underneath them, seeing if any of them were full. The bowl underneath the dead adventurer that looked to be a buff barbarian was close to being filled to the brim.

“Ah, it appears that you still had a good amount to offer.” The figure said with a voice that sounded like two voices talking at the same time. “This has to be the third bowl that you’ve filled.”