A bastard named Li Jihan fights in an underground fighting establishment to make a living. In his spare time, he bets all the money he earns. Exhausted by this life, Li strives to get out of it. This is the story of how Jihan, who came from nothing, ended up in Erebus, a fantasy world haunted by dark forces. Will the boy survive and reach the top of this new world? Li is a young adult in a life full of mistakes and frustrations. With the help of his teacher, he finally seizes a chance for redemption. Now, contacted by a mysterious man, he sets off for a new world, aiming to improve himself and fight against the dark forces plaguing Erebus.
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"We're late..."
The four of them entered through the gaping door of the house. Even with the horses galloping at full speed, it still took more than half an hour to reach the place.
Traces of battle, including several fist-sized holes, decorated all the furniture and walls of the room. Charred wood and blood painted the surroundings.
"Hans," Gloria requested.
Without direct orders, he understood his role. Bringing one hand to the height of his navel, the man laid his fist horizontally and extended his first two fingers. The other hand, positioned close to his chin, mirrored the gesture vertically.
In the space between his two hands, a circle appeared. From within it, a weasel leaped out and ran around the house, sniffing every corner.
"What is it doing?" Li asked.
"Analyzing the traces," Hans replied. "Depending on what happened here, Inga can track the direction it took."