God of Mist

Chapter 90: Back

Lucas looked around, his eyes adapting to the darkness that enveloped the room. Beneath his feet, skulls were scattered about, making a crunching sound every time he took a step. The cold air touched his skin, enhancing the already eerie atmosphere.

Despite the room seeming sealed, there was an inexplicable current of air.

A mysterious man, his head wrapped in a black bandage, stood imposingly before him. Faint light from an unseen source cast their silhouettes against the walls, which were adorned with ancient symbols.

"Lucas," the man's voice resonated, heavy and echoing off the stone walls. "You have failed in your mission to save our world."

Lucas recognized the man as Moncik, the one who had bestowed upon him the power of the "mist technique," a unique ability Lucas had integrated with his other powers.

"Why is he so powerful?" Lucas pondered, bewildered by Moncik's strength, the leader of the Hell's Tiksu assassins.

The man sighed, his tone calm yet authoritative. "Your obsessio