Chapter 158 - Home Sweet Home

A group of shadowy individuals stood around a huge stone altar in the deepest depths of the mountains, deep in the darkness of an old cave. The smell of decay permeated the air, and the walls were shadowed by spooky shadows created by the soft glow of flames flickering. These were the Soulless, a vengeful and age-old group that had been fed by dark magic and an unquenchable desire for blood for thousands of years. They had been ignored by the outside world for a long time, but now they were watching the events of the seven clans play out in front of them with fresh curiosity. Their leader, a towering, commanding man with eyes as dark as the night sky, stood in the middle of the gathering. His tone sounded as icy and lifeless as a cemetery. A gigantic magic mirror that was the product of their evil arts was in front of him. Scenes from the outer world were reflected on the mirror's surface, which rippled like water. The leader looked carefully into the mirror, which showed Lyd