Esha wiped the blood away from the corner of her mouth,ing up to Wilbur shakily as she stared at the three corpses on the ground with an unreadable expression.


    "You killed them?" Atst, that was all she managed to say.


    Wilbur nced at her. "What, was I supposed to keep them around?"


    Esha did not know what to say.


    She was a firm believer in morals, rules, andws. She felt that those three things kept order in the world.


    Committing a crime would result in punishment byw, and you had to pay if you murdered someone.


    Yet she had just witnessed Wilbur kill three people but could not even say anything about it.


    She wanted to speak but felt that the words refused toe out of her mouth.


    The world was so different from what she had known growing up.


    Wilbur inspected the three corpses with his spirit energy before scoffing and shaking his head. "Broke losers."


    He looked at Esha after that. "Go home. You shouldn''t havee here."


    Yet Esha''s gaze was on the stone door. "I know all of you came for this. I''d like to know what''s inside, too."


    Wilbur fell silent for a beat before saying, "I hope you''ve thought it through. It might be really dangerous there, and I can''t guarantee even my own safety, let alone yours."


    "I''m not afraid. I''d like to know the truth about this world," Esha said firmly.


    "Even if it kills you?"


    "Even if it kills me."


    Wilbur wasted no timeing up to the stone door and putting a hand on it.


    Spiritual energy surged out of his palm as the door lit up with runes, slowly opening up.


    There was nothing before the door, only the old formation surrounding it for a few minutes.


    Wilbur stepped in without hesitation, standing on the formation. Esha took a deep breath, following close behind.


    "It''s not toote to back out yet."


    "I''m not backing out from anything."


    Wilbur shook his head. Spiritual energy surged out beneath his feet as the formation lit up with a glow, and the two of them disappeared in the next second.


    A whileter, Esha and Wilbur appeared on a piece of foreign ground.


    Wilbur looked ahead of him with a solemn expression, but Esha was kneeling on the ground, vomiting non-stop.


    A war-torn, devastatedndy ahead of them, with what looked like was once a city.


    Not too far away, ady in a long, vintage skirt was riding on a ck bear with a man in her arms as she made a beeline toward the city.


    The bear and the man were covered in wounds that bled non-stop, and even thedy was bleeding everywhere.


    Wilbur hoisted Esha up in one swift move. "Let''s take a look since we''re already here."


    Esha held back the puke rising in the back of her throat, staring at the world before her in shock.


    This was nothing like the world she hade from. It seemed more like something from an ancient television series.


    Wilbur strode forward, and Esha followed behind him nervously.


    Barely two steps in, however, Esha knelt on the ground and began puking once more.


    Wilbur could only hoist her up, and soar forwards.


    Not long after, the two of them arrived in a small town.


    About a hundred people were surrounding thedy just now in the middle of the


    city, all of them either women, old people, or children.


    Wilbur watched silently with Esha from a distance.


    The ck bear had copsed to the ground, and thedy was sobbing as she held the man''s body in her arms.


    The man struggled to open his eyes, stroking thedy''s face. "I''m sorry I have to leave you before you grow old."