Back to the present...
"Abyssal Lost City... What a humongous nest, and we have yet to reach its heart," Levi murmured while using his echolocation to pierce through the surface, focusing on the massive network of tunnels underground.
Yet, the scariest part was the number of low-tier nightcrawlers infesting them... Hundreds were an understatement.
"If this is just within the limit of my echolocation, I can't imagine scanning the whole territory," Levi frowned. "What is Lord Idriss thinking, choosing an unofficial raid? Is there a reason? No matter how I see it, an official raid will limit casualties to ten members maximum, unless he's scared of losing the Death Game?"
Levi understood that going for a raid implied a battle for territory to the death... There was no surrender; only one surviving team could remain. Unless a token was used to escape from death under the CRS Platform's authority.
