Chapter 893 Horrible Slander

• “To silence Emrys so cleanly, only two scenarios fit,” Noah said after a breath. “Either a Category Three powerhouse appeared, or several elites joined forces. And his body lay deep inside the Swamp of the Deceased, so the likeliest hands belong to the Four Spirit Emperors.”
• “Amen. I felt a strange aura clinging to Mr. Goldberg's remains—it reeks of the undead,” Venerable Bennett intoned, rising slowly from his meditation.
• Finneas' face remained carved from stone.