............If not for their Lord sharing his knowledge with them, she would still be ignorant of the more powerful foreign organizations in the world, organizations that could make their own cry tears of blood without being able to counterattack."I think you two need to go back to your families and learn everything you can from them. With the knowledge I've provided, I think they would make great progress in their strength, so you can learn a lot there," Aarav suggested, explaining his reasoning so they wouldn't think he was getting rid of them."Hmm, you are right, my Lord. We can't progress much on our own here, and we are not really useful to you, only making you worry. So we will follow your suggestion, my Lord," Phia acknowledged her weakness and nodded in agreement."My Lord, we aren't very helpful now, but we promise not to disappoint you in the future!" Aeliana vowed, her tone determined."Well, I never thought that you ladies ever disappointed me. Don't worry. You two, al
............"Sigh... my dear Astrid, how much you have endured because of your poor mother. I am sorry for all the pain I caused you." Liora became sad after hearing about her daughter's suffering.She hugged Astrid tightly, sobbing lightly as she apologized for all the pain Astrid had to endure."No, Mother. It's fine... you don't have to apologize. I did it because you are the only family I have, and I didn't want to lose you," Astrid patted her mother's back, comforting her and trying to ease her guilt."Thank you for everything, my dear. You really make me proud," Liora stopped sobbing and smiled through her tears."Hmm..." Astrid also smiled and let her mother stay like that until Liora let her go."By the way, I never asked what kind of illness I had," Liora suddenly remembered and asked."It was Eternal Slumber Syndrome, caused by Ebonite Venom. That's what our Lord said," Astrid replied."Hmm, Ebonite Venom... so it was really him. I thought I might be overthinking, but it s
............Near the core area of forest, Quartzgate City. "Please be careful, my Lord. Many dangerous beasts live here, and we should avoid getting entangled with them," Commander Roland warned, keeping a watchful eye on the left side of their four-man team."My Lord, we are almost there. This way leads us close to the core area," Commander Anki said, pointing the way forward."Right. Stay alert and try not to disturb any beasts in the vicinity. We're here to obtain something from the entity residing in the core, not to fight beasts," Aarav instructed, gesturing for caution as he slowed down in response to Roland and Anki's words."Shh... a beast is coming. Everyone, squat down!" Commander Brian, who was keeping watch at their rear, suddenly warned. They quickly crouched behind thick bushes, hiding their presence and letting the beast pass by.'This is really troublesome, but I need to be patient,' Aarav thought as he watched the beast pass by. Once it was safe, they stood up and
............The branches of the Tree of Wisdom tightened around Commander Roland, Anki, and Brian, lifting them slightly off the ground. The air crackled with energy as the tree began to glow brighter, the green light from its leaves intensifying.Aarav watched intently, feeling a growing sense of anticipation.A low hum filled the air, resonating deep within their chests. The tree's branches pulsed with energy, and tendrils of light began to flow from the tree into the three warriors.Their bodies absorbed the energy, their forms outlined in a radiant glow. The tree seemed to be singing, its leaves rustling in a harmonious melody that echoed through the forest.Commander Roland gritted his teeth as the energy surged through him, feeling his muscles tighten and his mind sharpen. Anki’s eyes widened in awe, sensing the changes in her body. Brian clenched his fists, feeling a newfound power coursing through his veins. The tree’s energy was transforming them, elevating them beyond the
............"Ahhh... Damn it. How did they know we're hiding here? How did our cover get blown? Who messed up? Don't let me catch you, or I'll skin you alive and play ping pong with your marbles!" A robed man ran alongside four others, clutching the wound in his stomach, cursing loudly, filled with rage and bloodlust."BANG... BAM...!!""Ahhh... fuck... you...!" A sharp arc sliced through the air before one of the robed men fell, clutching his stomach, blood pouring from the wounds. He cursed before spewing blood and collapsing, lifeless."Damn it... damn it. How is this guy so strong? Wasn't the information that he's just an old man, retired from the scene? When did he become this powerful? Fuck...!" The robed man, still clutching his stomach, cursed and looked back, ducking just in time to avoid being split open like one of his fallen comrades."Sizzle... Sizzle... Zaap...!""Ohh... shit... Boom!" The robed man kept running, watching his men fall one by one like flies. He was the
............"It's no use beating myself up. I need to make this trash talk and give me information about the rest of his group. There's no way in hell I believe this scum was acting alone; there have to be more bastards like him!" Archbishop Deniel mumbled angrily. He wrapped the robed man in vines and started dragging him towards Amberdale City.A while later, he arrived at the massive wall made of mud and tree vines. Like Quartzgate City, Amberdale had a single entrance with a huge door guarded by several soldiers checking those coming and going. Unlike Quartzgate, this city wasn't crowded. Its dangerous location deterred ordinary people, so only those from the supernatural world ventured here. Even the residents belonged solely to the supernatural side.Passing through the gates after the guards recognized him, Deniel was greeted by the familiar sight of Amberdale. Despite this being his third visit, he was still struck by how the city maintained its medieval culture. Simple h
............The robed man remained silent despite being bound and stared down by the veteran. His eyes clearly showed that he had no intention of speaking to them; rather, he looked down on them, daring them to make him talk if they could."You're really brave, aren't you? Even after being bound, you have the audacity to look down on us. Hey, buddies, let's open this guy's skull. No need to hold back!" The old man sighed, gesturing to his companions and speaking in an unrestrained, angry tone, his temple twitching."...!"They began to chant softly, invoking ancient techniques to loosen the man's tongue by messing with his brain signals, making him experience pain worse than childbirth.Vines tightened around the man's limbs, and a heavy, insistent pressure began to build in his mind from the torture, urging him to speak.Back in the church,Archbishop Deniel continued his sermon, speaking of hope and resilience. "We are the guardians of Amberdale, protectors of the sacred balance b
............Deniel fought with a fierce determination, his every strike driven by the need to eradicate these vermin.The guards of Amberdale, though brave, struggled against the trained and dirty-fighting cultists.In the midst of the chaos, Deniel caught sight of a cultist leader, a tall figure with a sinister smile.Their eyes locked, and Deniel felt a surge of fury. This was the one orchestrating the attacks, the mastermind behind this group of cultists."You...!" With a roar, Deniel charged at the leader."Lightning Snakes... Ice Spears!" Deniel attacked relentlessly, not giving his enemy a chance to breathe."Boom... Crash...!" A thunderous noise erupted, sending dust and debris flying."Cough... cough...!" The cultist leader, caught off guard, staggered and coughed up blood, trying to stand his ground."Where?" Deniel demanded, his voice filled with fury. "Where are the other cultist bastards?"The cultist leader laughed, a chilling sound. "You cannot stop what is coming, Ar