The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 986

As they ventured deeper into the area filled with spiritual energy, a crow perched on a branch and let out two loud caws.

Its caws pierced through the mist, echoing across the entire Mount Etna as if announcing to all the unborn souls that their true master had returned.

A certain malevolent spirit had reported the news to its king, who was now pacing anxiously.

"Has the master truly returned? Did the master mention why he's back?

"Go! Gather all the root herbs that were grown on the mountain and offer them to the master!

"No, wait. The master doesn't particularly like root herbs..."

The reporting malevolent spirit, seeing its leader's panic, tried to guess. "Perhaps the master only came back to take a look. Chaos is with him, you know."

Chaos? Who wouldn't know Chaos? Back then, he was almost devoured by Chaos!

"Lord Chaos loves root herbs and truffles. Send them! Send as many as we have! We mustn't let Lord Chaos go hungry!"

That was the plan, but who would go? Who dared to deliver them?

Before long, another malevolent spirit came to report. "The master seems to have brought Lord Chaos here for healing."

As much as Mount Etna was filled with wicked energy, it was also rich in spiritual energy.

Dalton had assessed Wolf’s condition. It wasn't dire enough for him to lose his sanity completely. Especially with Dalton around, Chaos wouldn't bring about the end of the world. Such talk was mere nonsense.

Dalton placed Wolf, who had already sprouted ears and a tail, into a mist-covered pool of water. He then glanced at his phone, which still hadn't received any notifications.

"Exactly." Wynter grabbed a traditional Foplyanese outfit.

Whitley clutched her sleeve. "Boss, let me go with you."

Wynter raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"I just feel uneasy. I think this place was once inhabited by cultivators. I can sense their presence." Whitley's grip tightened as he added, "It's as if they all vanished suddenly. Like they were protecting the people on the other side of the mountain."

Wynter wasn't surprised. Arcane Way had traditions of martial and medicinal cultivation. Particularly during times of crisis, they couldn't bear to see the country in ruins and took up arms to fight.

During chaotic times, fortune tellers shut their doors to avoid disasters, while mediums ventured out to save the world. But the Savior said they all suddenly disappeared, which was odd.

Logically, now was the time for a proactive offensive, unlike the early days of bombardment when people had no power to resist. So why did the mediums who descended from the mountains vanish all at once?