Only then did Pyo-wol start moving again.

�They utilized a naturally formed cave.�

The scene was strikingly similar to the underground cave where he honed his assassination skills.

The underground cave was like an ant�s nest. It was clear that at some point, the underground passages would eventually converge into a large underground cavern at some point.

�Are they raising assassins here too?�

It was entirely possible.

After all, such an environment was optimal for raising assassins.

Pyo-wol walked cautiously, wary of any mechanisms or traps.

Perhaps because they trusted the thorough security outside, there were no guards inside.

Thanks to that, Pyo-wol could move freely.

Pyo-wol walked the tunnel for a good while.

The pitch-black tunnel, without even a torch to light the way, maximized human fear. But for someone who had grown up in such an environment like Pyo-wol, it didn�t give any thrills.�

An ordinary man would need a torch to see ahead, but Pyo-wol�s eyesight could see through the darkness.

After walking for a while, just as Pyo-wol expected, a massive underground cavity appeared.

In the center of the underground cavity, about ten military tents were set up, and many martial artists were moving around busily.

Around the tents, numerous torches were brightly lit.

The shadows of the people illuminated by the torchlight stretched long, making their movements look extremely bizarre.

Pyo-wol naturally infiltrated among them.

They never once considered the fact that someone from the outside would infiltrate, so they weren�t on guard.

Pyo-wol changed his face to an average-looking one, and changed the color of his Black Dragon Robe to a similar color to their clothes.

That alone was enough.

The martial artists moving around the camp didn�t feel any sense of incongruity with Pyo-wol and recognized him as a member of the group.

A middle-aged martial artist casually looked over his men and said,

�If you�re ready, let�s go! It�s time to feed the pigs.�

�Yes!�

The subordinates responded and loaded a large barrel onto the cart.

Inside the large barrel was a gruel made from an unknown substance. It smelled so foul that it seemed impossible for a human to eat.

As they said, it was food for pigs.

The warriors pushed the cart to the north side of the underground cavity, where a large iron gate stood.

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