The dispersed forces resulted in heavy damage to their base.

"Go quickly, I can hold on."

Sister Wang's eyes lit up considerably when she heard this.

She covered her own wound and then pushed Qin Tan again.

"good."

After placing Sister Wang on the ground, Qin Tan walked into the elevator and used the Reaper's Scythe to pry open the floor.

The passageway below was pitch black and eerily quiet.

Qin Tan maintained a state of perfect resonance. With the Grim Reaper's Scythe in hand, she could hold out for a while even against an enemy like the Painter.

But...no.

There were no enemies below.

The first floor was empty, except for one storage locker that was open.

Qin Tan frowned and walked up the black staircase, which teleported her to the second basement level.

There are no enemies here.

The special structure could not conceal the enemy.

Her sense of danger was not triggered.

In my field of vision, aside from the bizarre sight that almost overlaps with the normal world, everything is normal.

No.

On the second basement level, another containment locker had been opened.

This is Qin Tan's second time entering the shelter.

She wondered, if the other party was able to enter this place and open the containment cabinet, why weren't the other contained items stolen?

You should know that this second layer contains several top-tier A-level forbidden items.

Unless, of course, the other party is after those two things.

Qin Tan stood in front of the stolen cabinet, unable to understand.

"What's missing is the Grade A [Lost Gallery], and the painter's [oil paintings]."

Xia Shuang's voice rang out beside Qin Tan.

"team leader."

Qin Tan's pupils contracted sharply.

Xia Shuang's body was half-covered in blood, bearing many traces of battle.

He had multiple injuries, including a deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder.

She found it hard to imagine who could have dealt Xia Shuang such a blow.

And she wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that the other person's aura was much weaker than before.

It wasn't due to injury, but more like... a weak foundation.