The First Heir

It was already the afternoon when Philip finally recovered his energy. He walked out of the manor and was ready to go to the Underground Bounty Society with Fennel.

Marquis Ron had invited them, saying that they had found something valuable from the ruins of the Hall of Evil.

Not long after, Philip and Fennel’s car arrived at the entrance of the Underground Bounty Society. Marquis Ron had been waiting with a group of attendants.

“Mr. Clarke, Lord Apollo…” Marquis Ron stepped forward and personally opened the car door with great respect.

Philip and Fennel got out of the car, glanced at Marquis Ron, greeted him politely, and asked, “What is it that we have to come here in person?”

smiled and said, “Mr. Clarke,

door and several corridors before they arrived at the most heavily defended secret

and iris verification at the door, Marquis Ron took Philip and Fennel into the brightly lit secret room. Advanced detection instruments hung on

middle of this secret room, there

surface with red streaks that seemed to be magma lines. They glowed with a strange red light. More importantly, the meteorite seemed to be breathing, expanding and contracting regularly. A vague thumping

at the meteorite with solemn expressions. They looked at Ron in confusion and asked, “What

Lord Apollo, if our research data is correct, this meteorite most likely came from the Graben Abyss behind the stargate where the realm of the other shore

“Graben Abyss?”

and his expression became extremely