Spice Stick Cult...
No, that's wrong!
It's Transmigration Cult!
Instantly, Jason's appetite surged.
Although he didn't know what role the Transmigration Cult played in this incident, Jason knew he once again had extra 'food.'
'Indeed, when the delivery doesn't arrive, you have to fetch it yourself!'
Jason thought to himself, his steps becoming more light and agile.
He could even be described as bizarre.
Even though there were many martial artists inside and outside the estate, all diligently patrolling, when Jason walked past them, most were completely unaware. The one or two who noticed something saw no one, merely thinking it was a gust of wind.
The [Stealth] beyond Transcendent was showcased to its fullest at this moment.
Jason made his way unimpeded into the estate's interior.
It was pitch black all around.
Only the room in the center was lit.
It was also the place where the scent of the 'Creation Pill' was most intense.
Mixed with the aroma of roasted spice sticks.
