My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 570

Vulture’s decisive action served as a wake-up call not just for himself but also for Kisha and Duke. It reminded them to push aside the haunting "what ifs" and refocus on the task at hand.

Kisha clenched her fists, her resolve solidifying as she thought, ’Right, I have to keep looking for Sparrow. He must be waiting for our rescue.’

But if only she knew...

In a secluded part of the forest, a massive tree groaned softly as the wind swept through its branches, creating a low, haunting hum, almost as if the tree itself was alive and content.

The ground around it was soaked in a thick, red, slimy liquid, and not a single blade of grass dared to grow in its shadow, as though the tree greedily consumed every ounce of nourishment for itself.

Upon closer inspection, broken, mangled limbs protruded from the ground—fragments of something or someone—and then, as if unseen hands were at work, they were slowly pulled beneath the earth.

Moments later, an eerie stillness blanketed the area once more.

On Kisha’s side, after circling the same area three times, Kisha, Duke, and Vulture decided to pause and reassess their situation and leads.

They realized that continuing aimlessly would only drain the Scarlet Bees’ energy and waste precious time—time that was critical to Sparrow’s survival.

The weight of the situation pressed heavily on them, prompting them to refocus and strategize before proceeding.

"Master! We found something!" Bell’s sudden voice echoed through Kisha’s mind, startling Kisha.

But as the words registered, a smile spread across her face. Without a moment’s hesitation, she started running, eager to follow the lead.

In her excitement, she forgot to relay the Scarlet Bees’ findings to Duke and Vulture, but seeing her eager expression, they quickly understood that a clue had been discovered. Without hesitation, they sprinted after her.

Kisha, Duke, and Vulture darted through the forest, with Kisha relying on the vivid mental image sent by the Scarlet Bee that had found the clue.

Using the memory, she expertly navigated the terrain, her focus sharp as she closed in on the source. Before long, they arrived at the tree where the clue awaited.

As before, Kisha lifted herself into the air with her telekinesis, her eyes scanning the tree branches carefully.

There, she found small clumps of muddy crumbs along with the faint imprint of a military boot—Sparrow’s, no doubt.

The print was barely visible, just the tip of the front shoe, but it was enough to indicate the direction he had taken.

With this newfound clue, Kisha, Duke, and Vulture continued deeper into the forest, following the trail.

As they moved, Kisha observed that the traces around them had become slightly more pronounced. It was as though Sparrow’s path had become clearer. Duke frowned, his thoughts turning inward.

"Did he lose focus and start leaving these traces subconsciously?" he murmured. "Or was this a deliberate attempt to leave a trail for his subordinates? What was his mentality at this point?"

Duke was trying to piece together what Sparrow might have been thinking during his journey, but without knowing for sure, it was difficult to gauge.

Still, the traces were there—however small—and they served as their only guide. Even the smallest crumbs of mud on the branches were enough to keep them on track.

Reluctantly, Duke realized that all they could do was follow these faint clues and hope they led them to Sparrow.

As they continued to follow the faintest of leads, the group had already changed direction several times.

Then, at one point, the broken branches around the trees became more pronounced, the damage larger and more obvious.

"Master!" Bell’s urgent call echoed through Kisha’s mind, causing her to jump slightly. She quickly turned to the sky, spotting Bell circling above them. _{ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com}