Chapter 555 Magical Communication Device
When Sofus greeted him, everyone got to their feet and responded cordially. Thus, Irving had nothing further to say. After all, Jonathan was the only one among the group who tagged along for the pill, while the rest were hired by Sofus.
They were engaged for their skills in helping others deal with problems. As the ones who were present were disciples of major sects, it was necessary for them to maintain some sense of decorum.
Bertel looked to be between forty to fifty. Dressed like a commoner, he had his hair tied up in a knot, just like a monk. However, the rosary beads in his hand made it difficult to determine what he actually was.
“Mr. Windt, now that we’re going to enter Summerbank Abyss, I would like to say a few words first. Do forgive me for the candid words I’m about to offer,” Bertel—eyes lowered—remarked in a raspy voice.
Sofus responded with a nod.
“Feel free to speak, Mr. Tanner.”
Upon receiving Sofus’ permission, Bertel stopped rolling the beads through his fingers as he turned his attention to Lauryn and the others.
“Everyone, we have a duty to complete the mission we have been hired to do. Therefore, after entering Summerbank Abyss together with Mr. Windt, we must try our best to seek out Mr. Vladimir Vasquez.
“However, there’s still something that I would like to highlight. Even though I’ve been paid to do this, it doesn’t mean I’m willing to perish there. I do vow to do my best, but in the event that we face an insurmountable foe, please forgive me for my cowardice, for I’ll choose to retreat on the account of self-preservation. Thus, Mr. Windt, please don’t hold me against it.”
Bertel had barely spoken when everyone turned toward Sofus.
From the perspective of the mortal world, Summerbank Abyss was just a wildlife park with extremely tight security.
The public was informed that the three peaks of Summerbank Mountain contained huge carnivorous creatures which necessitated the sealing off from the world.
However, within the martial arts world—especially among the ancient and reclusive sects—Summerbank Abyss was held in extremely high regard.
Shrouded in mist throughout the year, the mysterious Summerbank Abyss had always attracted many curious cultivators who wanted to explore it.
Unfortunately, no one had managed to actually discover its true essence.
In fact, the reason for its fame started more than a hundred years ago when two God Realm warriors entered it but were never heard from again.
After all, God Realm cultivators were supposed to be the strongest warriors in the martial arts world.
As for those who achieved the more powerful Divine or even Ultimate Realm—who had the power to move heaven and earth—they only existed in historical records.
At the very least, no one had heard of such powerful warriors in real life.
Although the combined strength of two God Realm warriors was enough to take on reclusive sects, they still disappeared without a trace after entering Summerbank Abyss.
That was how Summerbank Abyss became a forbidden area within the martial arts world.
Therefore, many in the group still held reservations despite the fact that Sofus had paid them a lucrative sum to join the search for his mentor.
As a result, Bertel’s words simply reflected everyone’s sentiments.
Cognizant of their stand, Sofus acknowledged their concerns with a nod.
“I’m already extremely grateful for your willingness to help. Even though our objective is to rescue my mentor, I recognize that some time has passed since he entered Summerbank Abyss. Thus, I’m under no illusion that the chances of his survival are low.
“Nevertheless, as his disciple, I’m unable to rest until I’m able to confirm his fate. Therefore, my friends, your safety remains paramount while we’re inside Summerbank Abyss. As to whether we can find my mentor, that is secondary. Just remember, do not venture too deep inside.”
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