Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game Chapter 68: Core Content

Inspector Lowell left his seat and walked to the window.

Through the layer of dust-covered glass, all that could be seen to the naked eye was viscous darkness, akin to ink, with occasional undulating flashes of eerie red light.

This dense, otherworldly red light intertwined with the inky darkness, weaving an intricate web that enveloped the entire town.

Inspector Lowell took a deep breath.

"Forbidden Magic: Infernal Breath" isn't Yang's limit… This bastard could actually bring the Void itself!

Were it not because he wasn't confident in taking down Black Mage Yang, Inspector Lowell would have hanged Yang several hundred times, just based on this lunatic's ability to bring the "Void Realm" into reality!

Inspector Lowell was vaguely starting to regret his decision to stay behind in Exile Town. It didn't seem very wise now.

He couldn't stop this black mage from continuing with his madness—no, after witnessing Yang's ability to bring "Void Realm" into reality, Lowell's confidence in being able to escape safely was starting to waver.

How can he control magic and wield eldritch power if becoming a spellcaster means abstaining from faith, which disqualifies spiritual powers?! Lowell was completely stumped.

However, voicing this question would only reveal his fear. Thus, Inspector Lowell could only remain silent.

No matter how curious, fearful, and puzzled he was, he could only hold it in.

First hut among the row of eight, near the Wanderer Guild site.

Hal, Tuttle, and Finley hurriedly moved their belongings into huts before the sky turned dark. Once darkness set in, the three of them simultaneously lit their oil lamps, illuminating the 20-square-meter space.

The five women next door had already gone to sleep, but this former bandit trio was still wide awake.

"That black-robed instructor also can't stop this madman Yang…" Hal sighed for the umpteenth time, feeling bleak about the future.

"We actually thought of robbing that fella before escaping. O Lady Gold Coin above, how fortunate we didn't offend him," Fi

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