Chapter 925 Breaching Six Doors

Tyr Summers stood up and went to the windows looking out into the sky. Dusk had arrived, and only a tiny sliver of the sun remained. The floating clouds in the sky were fiery red, like a splatter of fresh blood painted onto the heavens. A silhouette of a figure was slowly walking toward the main entrance of Six Doors. A forlorn figure cutting through the last rays of the setting sun, it was a depressing sight to behold. The chains on the Golden Ring Knife shook and chimed with every step taken by Luc Mills. It sounded like a symphony of death under this strange atmosphere, composed by the Grim Reaper himself. Two of the associates, who were on guard duty, saw Luc approaching from afar. They quickly went toward him. “This is the headquarters of Six Doors. All non-authorized personnel are not allowed to enter.” Luc raised his head and looked at the two guards sharply. “You… you are…” One of them recognized Luc. He quickly retreated as if he had seen the devil himself. “