He had seen countless ways to die, but this was the first time he had encountered such a bizarre manner of death.
He wanted to use the Memory Stone to record these runes, but found that no matter the Grade of the Memory Stone, it would explode upon contact with these runes. The Memory Stone simply couldn't withstand an existence of this level. In attempting to transcribe them, he found he could only sketch a rough outline, much like someone painting a tiger after only seeing a cat, capturing its form but not its essence.
After pondering for a long while,
he still furrowed his brows and carefully cut a piece of fur from the abdomen of an orange cat that had the same black runes embedded in it, planning to ask around if anyone understood it. At this point, he wasn't even sure if it was murder.
If it was murder, who would use such an inscrutable method to kill a Maid?
If it was suicide, would a True Disciple from the First Grade Continent actually harbor such a secret?
