Chapter 516: Half-God’s Trail

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“Sorry. I am just drinking by myself.”

Marvin smiled and ignored the young barman’s awkward expression before turning to leave.

Marvin’s face became solemn as he left Whisperer.

He could feel that someone was following him.

Although it wasn’t clear which force the pursuer was from, they definitely didn’t have good intentions.

This was Holy Light City, the Gods’ territory!

Marvin had offended many people in the God Realms.

Marvin felt something wrong when the barman approached. That young man was way too enthusiastic.

If he had asked him for information, he would have exposed his intentions and possibly received false information.

‘Want to track me?’

Marvin sneered and entered a dark alley before using Stealth.

He reached downtown after crossing the alley and quietly sent a few Paper Clones in different directions inside the crowd, thus getting rid of the pursuer.

In spite of this, he couldn’t figure out who was playing tricks behind him.

The one tracking him was very meticulous. Whoever it was, they didn’t expose themselves.

‘Have I been watched ever since I entered the city?’

Marvin remembered that there had been no change in expression when the guard glanced at him when checking his pass.

He kept thinking back, but didn’t discover any mistakes that he had made.

Therefore, it was most likely that a Divination spell was being used to track him!

Because he was in Holy Light City, if a Divine Servant or a follower of similar level used Divine Power to conduct a Divination, it would be very accurate.

Thus, although Marvin temporarily managed to lose his pursuers, they would inevitably be able to find him again.

He had to stay on the move.

Marvin used Disguise to change his appearance again and entered another tavern.

He was straightforward this time. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he found a shrewd-looking Dwarf.

“If you are looking for information, then you came to the right person.”

“There is nothing I don’t know about in Holy Light City, but the price…”

The greedy Dwarf pushed up his glasses and rubbed his fingers together.

Marvin wordlessly pushed two Blood Essence Stones over.

The Dwarf unhesitantly accepted them and boasted shamelessly, “You can ask your questions now.”

The meaning was that the two Blood Essence Stones were only enough to start the conversation. The true information would require additional fees.

But Marvin was rather well-off at the moment. He still had many Blood Essence Stones that he had gotten from plundering the Demonic Altar.

He would rather get it done fast since he was so close to his goal.

“I’m looking for a Half-God. His name is Minsk, and he is the child of the Ancient Nature God,” Marvin quickly said.

“Minsk?” The Dwarf frowned. “It’s been so many years, yet someone is still looking for Minsk? Who are you to him?”

Marvin remarked with coldness and indifference, “I only need to pay for the information. I don’t need to satisfy your curiosity.”

The Dwarf chuckled and agreed, “As you say. You want information about Minsk? 30 Blood Essence Stones.”

Marvin paid without any objection.

After receiving the money, the Dwarf calmly said, “Youth, you are late.”

“In my opinion, Minsk is most likely dead.”

Marvin’s eyes widened.

…

Five minutes later, Marvin left the tavern.

As for that Dwarf, he looked at Marvin’s back as it disappeared behind the entrance and then quickly called a barman over.

“Notify the two sirs of the Dream Shrine. The person they are looking for has appeared.”

“By the way, that person seems to be looking for Minsk. I’ll consider that information a gift, don’t ask for a reward from them.”

The barman nodded and curiously asked, “The story you told him concerning Half-God Minsk, was it true?”

The Dwarf glared at him. “Naturally. I sell information. Reputation is very important. These are two completely different matters. The Dream Shrine’s people can’t pay me to tell lies. And that boy paid generously, I like this kind of customer.”

“Oh, such a straightforward customer is about to be killed by the Dream Shrine’s people, what a pity.”

…

In a corner of Holy Light City, Marvin disguised himself as a middle-aged man and was silently gnawing on some bread.

He was thinking while walking.

‘Minsk actually went to the rumored [Wilderness Hall]… What kind of situation is that?’

‘That Dwarf shouldn’t be lying. When Minsk sent a letter to the Migratory Bird Council, he had yet to enter the Wilderness Hall. He then went in, and no news of him appeared ever since.’

‘The Wilderness Hall is rumored to be a like a tomb for Legends. No one ever comes out alive, even Half-Gods. This bodes ill.’

‘Moreover, the Wilderness Hall isn’t always there. It is said to be in the wilderness east of Holy Light City, but can’t be seen most of the time. It would rarely appear in front of people.’

‘But apparently, a lot of people claimed to have seen the Wilderness Hall in recent days.’

‘Isn’t this too coincidental?’

Marvin frowned.

His gaming experience didn’t help him much when it came to the Wilderness Hall.

The Crimson Wasteland was already a place that hadn’t been released in the game, so Marvin could only keep moving forward.

Based on the information he got from the Dwarf, the Wilderness Hall was said to be a terrifying temple established by an Ancient Evil God for his resurrection.

He claimed that the Wilderness Hall contained countless Artifacts and powerful spells, but no one came back alive after entering.

A typical example was the Half-God Minsk who had lost his fame.

As the Ancient Nature God went into a slumber, the other Gods lost respect for Minsk.

Like Miss Silvermoon, although Minsk’s strength couldn’t reach the peak of the Universe, no one would dare to make a move against him.

But because of the special circumstances, he chose to enter the Wilderness Hall, and like all the others, didn’t return.

If that had been the whole matter, Marvin would have just returned to report it.

But coincidentally, the Wilderness Hall, which had remained hidden for hundreds of years, appeared once more.

Holy Light City’s eastern suburbs weren’t peaceful. Many passers-by had seen the traces of the Wilderness Hall.

Someone even claimed that the [Cold Light’s Grasps] were in the Wilderness Hall.

It had been unclear whether the death of Miss Silvermoon at that time was related to the Wilderness Hall.

That strange place made Marvin recall the Dead Area Continent’s [Secret Garden].

Who knew whether the Wilderness Hall was a trap or not?

Cold Light’s Grasps might also be bait, like the Magic Medicine King Eric had been.

The true mastermind was behind the trap and would devour everyone that walked in!

…

‘There is no need to take such a big risk because of the Migratory Bird Council’s mission.’

Marvin thought for a long time before finally coming to that conclusion.

The withering of the World Tree wasn’t something that he alone could settle. Moreover, Endless Ocean also went to the Green Sea Paradise to look for another trail. His side failing didn’t mean that there was no hope.

Having had these thoughts, Marvin was preparing to leave Holy Light City for the moment.

But that feeling of being observed once again appeared in his mind!