Kenny Lin circled the castle before entering the room where the cult stored the soul plaques of its most important members.
Apart from the plaques that had already lost their glow, the rest had been taken away.
The ones that remained lay scattered on the ground, toppled over—evidence of a hasty departure.
"Looks like they really did retreat," Amalia muttered, a shadow crossing her expression.
"They may have left, but that doesn't mean we've lost our chance," Kenny Lin said with a cold snort. "An organization that large can't just vanish into thin air. They must have a new stronghold. And if they used ships to leave this planet, someone must have noticed. If we get the Crimson Moon Dynasty to investigate, we'll find out where they went."
With that, the two of them returned to Moonstone Base and sought out the stationed Crimson Moon Dynasty military forces.
The officer in charge was unaware of what had transpired on Planet Omicron.
