Endless Debt Chapter 1483 - 57: Infiltration (Part 3)

Palmer scrutinized for a long time, but couldn’t find a way to enter this magnificent structure; it seemed completely sealed, accessible only from the surface.

"What about that mad Duke? She should have a way to get in, right?"

Olivia asked, able to smell the increasingly intense scent of blood. She guessed that her fears were slowly becoming reality, that she would once again face her kin. For a moment, Olivia’s emotions were a mix of complexities.

She was the main culprit behind all of this, the source of the bloody conflict.

"Ossana? I guess Ossana is struggling to protect herself now." Bologue said coldly.

The two hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

The Land of Secrets was the stronghold of the Ancestral Council, yet the loss of these two people within the base itself without being found immediately was unreasonable.

Unless... unless someone was secretly assisting Bologue and the others, delaying the Ancestral Council’s actions. Regarding the battles they had encountered before, Bologue believed that was the effect of the delay; otherwise, given the Ancestral Council’s vigilance, they would’ve sent far more formidable forces than these.

"I estimate that Ossana has already caught the attention of the Ancestral Council. Perhaps she is even in this High Tower, facing interrogation with her father by her side."

Bologue’s gaze drifted upward along the foundational structures until the endless darkness obstructed his sight.

"Shall we cause some massive destruction?"

Palmer gauged the scale of the foundational structure. It was indeed quite enormous, but if Bologue went all out, shaking it wasn’t impossible.

"And then what? Do you think I have the strength to continue with the subsequent actions?"

Bologue said while patting Palmer’s shoulder, his voice suddenly softening, "Compared to me, you’re the one most suited for the upcoming mission, aren’t you?"

"Ah?"

"Sometimes I almost forget, you were once an intelligence operative at the Crow’s Nest; infiltration work should be rather easy for you, right?"

"Easy?" Palmer felt Bologue was mocking him, "Do you guess why I was transferred from Crow’s Nest to the Field Operations Department?"

The smile on Bologue’s face froze. Despite the many hurdles, the overall operation had been very smooth, and luck almost made Bologue forget that Palmer himself was a highly unstable element.

"Nonetheless, as a former intelligence operative, I do have some ideas."

Palmer looked at the suffocating architecture and slowly said, "It can’t be as airtight as a Cultivation Room, meaning there must be airflow exchange. I can find that point and open the way forward."

As he spoke, a faint light gleamed in his eyes, "But in the meantime, while I’m finding the path, those people are yours to handle."

Palmer closed his eyes, commanding the invisible winds to become his messengers, dispatched outward, circling the foundational structure like a flock of doves.

Seeing this, Bologue silently unfolded his Secret Energy and domain. He detected the approaching enemies, their Tier gap was too vast, rendering them unaware that Bologue had already spied their existence.

Bologue gently clenched his fist, as if crushing a juicy apple from afar. In the darkness, one figure after another twisted, expanded, exploded; their Rectangular Soul Criticals were penetrated in an instant, the Ether within them rioted, beyond control.

Flesh flew, organs splattered, and blood gushed forth, pooling with the shredded meat, silently flowing.

"Handled." Bologue said as he flexed his fingers.

Seconds later, Palmer opened his eyes and responded, "Found it."