The rain, soon after the first drop fell, began to drizzle down.

However, it never turned into a torrential downpour.

The crowd reveling in the streets didn't shy away from the sudden rain, rather, they saw it as a kind of divine gift.

It was Isis who heard their praise and thus sent down the rain.

After all, the origin of Winster University was a maritime college, and Winster itself is essentially a fishing port with numerous connections to the Sea God Isis.

Meanwhile, as the celebration continued, in corners unnoticed by everyone, in the alleyways.

At the entrance covers leading to the deep underground sewers that connect all of Winster's underground depths, someone was climbing out.

First, there was a hand.

A hand that seemed chillingly cold and damp to the extreme, with a deep dark hue, constantly dripping with sticky liquid.

Simultaneously, Anya felt the raindrops.

She was on the rooftop of a building, packing up her firearm.

The plan for today had long been set; after sending Ethan to Winster University, she came near Sunlight Holiday to lie in ambush.

The weapon she used was the sniper rifle Black Rose, meticulously crafted by Huoyan.

Even though she had practiced many times, she was still astonished by the gun's power.

Under stable conditions, this gun could even kill a level-five True Name user.

Indeed, Vito was dead.

After the first shot severely wounded Vito, he tried to rally those subordinates who rose again to stand before him, but ultimately couldn't match the speed of Anya's second shot.

Right in the heart again, with pitch-black blood spurting violently, he fell to his knees and died, along with the recently risen subordinates around him.

Then the rain began to fall.

This rain was unsettling.

Anya felt she should return to the young master's side.

Those in Sunlight Holiday felt the same unease.

Especially the people of the Sun God Sect, who seemed to detest the rain, immediately using their powers to summon sunlight to shield themselves from the rain when it started.

Then, the leader glanced at Virel and said, "We've done what needed to be done for you, hope your leader keeps their promises and delivers. We're leaving."

Having said that, they didn't linger at all.

Virel and Vincent exchanged a glance, both remaining silent.

Everything was quite smooth, mainly because the Sun God Sect disciples were such an unexpected ace, they couldn't figure out how Ethan ultimately managed to turn these supposed adversaries to his side.

"Let's go, Vito is dead, but those people are still a problem."

Virel brushed the rainwater off himself, feeling similarly uncomfortable, as if the joints healed by the True Name suddenly started to ache again.

Though Vito was dead, he still had numerous subordinates in the sewers.

Vincent, meanwhile, looked up at the rain in the sky, feeling something was off about it.

At Winster University.

As raindrops continued to fall, someone took out umbrellas to shield themselves.

Although Oswaldo had been captured, he was still the Governor of Winster, so out of some sentiment, Ned signaled Joseph to hold an umbrella for him too.

But...

Something strange happened.

Oswaldo knocked away the umbrella with his hand and instead extended his hands upward to catch the fine rain, letting it drench his whole body.

"What's he doing?" Joseph couldn't understand.

Did he know his fate was sealed and decided to give up?

"Forget it, let him be."

Ned shook his head, if Oswaldo didn't want to keep his dignity, so be it.

But soon, it wasn't about dignity anymore.

Oswaldo stopped moving.

He had his eyes closed, spreading his arms like he was receiving some kind of baptism.

"Oswaldo, is this really necessary? We've worked together for years, does it have to end this way?"

Ned frowned, he thought Oswaldo was a smart person, but apparently not.

"No, no, no, Ned, you misunderstood, it's just that it's all over, I don't need to play this role anymore."

Oswaldo's words were even stranger.

As he stopped moving, the people from the Kingdom Statistical Bureau and the Kingdom Defense Bureau surrounded him.

The rain continued to fall.

Oswaldo seemed more relaxed.

"Call Ethan, I want to see him, I have something to say to him."

Oswaldo was indeed very peculiar.

Joseph couldn't help but look at Ned, while Heisenberg remained silent.

"Go bring Ethan."

After thinking for a while, Ned finally said.

This was their great opportunity, it would be their fault if something happened to the Governor before his trial.

Ethan was initially about to host the auction finale.

After all, with the climactic event of Oswaldo being taken away, his painting "The Last Supper" was going to sell at a sky-high price.

Just then, Joseph returned and told him that Oswaldo suddenly wanted to see him.

It puzzled Ethan, but he chose to go.

Subsequently, everyone followed outside.

Outside, someone naturally helped Ethan with an umbrella, and he slowly made his way through the crowd to Oswaldo.

"Oswaldo, I'm here, what do you want to say to me?"

At that moment, Oswaldo was still facing away from Ethan.

Upon hearing Ethan's voice, he smiled and slowly turned around while saying, "Ethan, it's been… such a long time."

Despite using Oswaldo's body and voice, the tone and feeling of that phrase were absolutely, absolutely not his!

"You are…"

Underground, at the slippery, gut-like tunnel exit.

A place filled with light.

This was a bright room resembling a sanctuary.

Yet in such a room, it was filled with indescribable things.

Herlosh started retching directly.

He couldn't help it, not just because of the stench, but also because of the sight before him.

Right in front of him, there were numerous… human skins? Hung densely.

No, they couldn't be called human skins, they looked more like the slimy, moist shells shed by some sea creatures.

And they all shared the same face—

Oswaldo.

"What is this?"

Herlosh said a word before starting to retch again.

If these were all Oswaldo, then what on earth is Oswaldo?

The shadow still said nothing, glancing at the hanging shells, his gaze pierced through them and reached the inner sanctum.

There, a statue was enshrined, and in the bright light, the shadow recognized the face of the statue.

It was clearly...

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