476, I'm really not His Excellency the Duke.

At the altar.

By now, the blood pool had returned to calm, and the anomaly with the Blood of Jesus had ceased.

Ferran and the other hunters couldn't help but sigh with relief.

Ever since, the anomaly with the Blood of Jesus had been unpredictable, but based on past experiences, it probably wouldn't cause any problems for a long time.

Meanwhile, Du Wei's gaze was somewhat odd.

He was still troubled by the voice of Alex he had just heard in his mind.

He knew something was wrong with his girlfriend.

The envelope claimed that entering Hell's Gate would reveal all the answers.

But as for what those answers were or how to obtain them, the envelope couldn't provide a clear explanation.

If it had known, it would have told Du Wei already.

At that moment.

Ferran, who was possessed by Kane, turned his head to glance at Du Wei.

He spoke in a complex tone, "The corpse of Alvin Dowqui, was it you who brought it back?"

As a secret agent hidden within the Vanity Sect.