บท 493: Truth

A flash of lightning, and Mike appeared atop a pile of rubble. A faint black fog permeated the air, its mere sight repulsive, carrying a subtle stench.

"Wind Blade." Mike casually cast a wind spell, dispersing the fog and the smell along with it. This floor seemed considerably worse than the previous ones.

He peered into the distance, his vision obscured by the black fog. 

[But before the SSS-rank talent, it's useless! All useless!]

Mike's vision was like X-ray, the surroundings holding no secrets. With his enhanced sight, he scanned the area again. The fog was empty, devoid of anything.

"Creepy. Trying to scare me with ghost movie tactics?"

To be safe, Mike tried summoning his allies. Neither Vladimir nor Gabriel could be summoned. This floor was clearly special, isolating him from the outside, preventing any reinforcements.

Fortunately, he still had the Dracula Shield!