Those knights scattered in all directions, constantly searching for possible clues on the broken altar.
With the appearance of all kinds of things piled up in front of him, there was a wave in Gordon's heart.
Especially when the box, which was pierced through by an unknown attack and still had a trace of ghost breath, was found from the depths of the altar by a capable subordinate, Gordon could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Gordon had imagined that he would have a bloody battle with this damned witch in this forest. There was even a possibility that he would be annihilated when there was no support.
But he didn't expect that someone would kill this damn witch first.
This made him feel a little unreal.
"We are living in seclusion here. However, we didn't expect that the witch would suddenly appear in this forest and make the so-called sacrifice. To avoid the destruction, we have to kill him."
Levi looked at the ruins of the altar and said calmly.