Chapter 2604

"It's not entirely impossible," the Chaos Talisman finally relented.

Fogort released his grip then. "Spill it, quick!"

"Alright, alright. You youngsters are always in such a rush," the talisman muttered before returning to Fogort's body.

Suddenly, an image flashed in Fogort's mind. It was Nash!

The Chaos Talisman reappeared in his palm.

"Do you understand now? As long as Nash can absorb the All Souls Token, there's still a chance to turn things around."

"Him? Absorb the All Souls Token? Could he be one of the inheritors too?" Fogort asked, surprised.

The talisman nodded. "That's right. I realized this when I saw him at the foot of Hydra Hill. He's also an inheritor."

"He is to inherit the All Souls Token?"

"Exactly. That's also why he attended that auction. For some reason-whether it's

to grow stronger or something else the token resonated with him when it appeared."

"So, what now?" Fogort asked, still confused.

"You're slow. I said 'resonated,' which means that if Nash wants to, he can locate the token."

"Then, why hasn't he done anything yet?"

"I have no idea," the Chaos Talisman replied. "Maybe he's plotting something himself. You've told him about the Six Ritualistic Weapons, right?"

"Only the basics. I didn't mention anything about Master Aellopus' side of things," Fogort said.

"That's enough. Just stick to the plan you've discussed. There's a chance it might work out," the talisman reassured him.

Fogort reabsorbed the talisman into his body and sat down on the bed, organizing his thoughts. Tomorrow, they would have to act decisively.

According to Linden and Dorothy, Goldspin Plaza was now completely under Alistair's control. They had to execute their plan swiftly in the morning to resolve the situation without causing harm to any more innocent people. However, several uncertainties still loomed over them.

First, there was the matter of the Heaven-Shaking Tome inside Alistair. Its exact powers were unknown, which posed the first major concern. Second, there was no certainty about whether Alistair had other martial artists or members of the Nest Organization still working under him.

Lastly, and most concerning to Fogort, was the mystery surrounding Nash. He had met Alistair before. Could there be some kind of connection between the two of them?

As the sun set, casting darkness over the land, the group found themselves facing a long night filled with uncertainty and unease.

Fogort could not sleep and so spent the night divining, trying to predict the various scenarios that might unfold. However, with Nash's involvement, everything had become increasingly unpredictable.

If Fogort wanted to pry into these future events, he had to be prepared to risk his life. However, given Fogort's personality, it was clear he would never take such a reckless path.

Aurora had initially intended to give Amy and Dorothy their own space, but unexpectedly, the three ladies hit it off after chatting all afternoon. Hence, they ended up squeezing into one room together.

Aurora knew Dorothy and Amy were feeling much like she had when she thought she had lost Linden. With her empathetic comfort, the two ladies eventually fell into a peaceful sleep.

She knew, however, that the real test was just beginning. What they were about to face could be far more dangerous than they imagined. Even though Linden and Whistler had both advised her against it, Aurora still felt compelled to participate. At the very least, she could be there to provide support if they needed help.

Her intentions seemed noble enough, but she dared not think too far ahead. The thought of witnessing the death of someone she cherished was too much to bear. What if, in the chaos, she ended up having to stain her hands with blood too?

Aurora dared not think further, choosing instead to leave everything to fate.