The Wild Hunt (3)

[The Saintess of the Starting Floor has joined the battlefield.]

As soon as the announcement appeared, a pillar of light surged upward, driving back the darkness and scattering radiance once more.

All eyes were drawn to it. The High Rankers and demonfolk were no exception—not even the Black Rider.

[At last, you’ve come. My lord’s nemesis.]

A veil woven of black and white rested atop her pristine, waist-length silver-white hair.

Beneath it, her cross-shaped eyes took in the battlefield. No one could fail to recognize her at a glance.

She was none other than Zion, the Saintess of the Starting Floor, whose unusual rumors had caught the attention of countless Rankers.

“Do not trust the Tower.”

It was an old saying among adventurers who had been through every kind of hardship. The Tower’s power was certainly useful, but……

It was also true that many adventurers had lost their lives by blindly trusting the information the Tower gave them...