In another location, Archie and Layla were engaged in tense negotiations with The Clowns’ leader and one of the executive members, The Human Tutankhamun.
Layla remained stationary, unwilling to leave Archie's side, while he positioned his body protectively, ready to act if their enemies made any unexpected moves. Layla asked Archie to clarify what she had just heard, "Archie, are you saying that you work with The Clowns?"
Archie avoided answering the question immediately as he had other urgent matters to attend to.
The Chief of The Clowns eventually intervened, noticing Layla's agitated behavior, and reassured her by saying, "Take it easy, young lady. Your partner is not really one of us. In fact, none of us three have the same objective. Our goals are diverse, but we are temporarily allied. Sooner or later, w
Layla was confused by Archie's previous statement about using her to revive her mother, Elashaa Whitehall, from her coma after her powers were taken from her. "What do you mean that I am the key to my mother's recovery?" she asked Archie, trying to make sense of it all.Archie sighed deeply before replying, "Layla, your mother's coma was not a natural occurrence. It was caused by the same person who took her powers, and that person is none other than Akhem."Layla's eyes widened in shock as she struggled to process what Archie had just told her. "What? But why would he do that?" she asked, her voice shaking with disbelief."Akhem and Harlequin needs the powers of the Whitehall family to fulfill their own ambitions," Archie explained. "And unfortunately, your mother was the only one with the necessary powers. But the
As previously explained, flying magic in this world was extremely rare and only some super rare items which were dungeon drop items could have such an effect. So, seeing someone who can use flight magic can be a benchmark for one's ability to use magic.There are various types of magic, including elemental magic, healing magic, transformation magic, and more.However, flying magic, in particular, is very rare and valuable, as it allows the user to fly without the need for external items like brooms or flying mounts. Those who can use flying magic are often highly skilled and powerful mages, and their abilities are highly sought-after by various organizations and factions.In fact, Archie only knew of one person, Raulles, from the conflict-ridden area of Sirae', who was capable of using flying magic items.
The effect of Caius' [Void Blast] magic was devastating. The treacherous guard was knocked out cold, and the four high-ranking church officials, along with the remaining two guards, were struggling to move their bodies, let alone put up a fight. Their control over magic was severely weakened, and they were left wondering how a priest from the church could use magic that went against Caius' holy element. The confusion and fear in their eyes were palpable as they tried to make sense of the situation.As the group of church officials struggled to move, Fernis watched from a distance, clad in light blue armor with her bow drawn. Suddenly, she released an arrow that flew with incredible speed and accuracy, passing through each of them before shrinking back down and hitting the treacherous guard square in the chest. The arrow was no ordinary arrow, but a skill she had mastered called [Piercing Arrow]. The guard
As the guards continued to overwhelm the attackers, suddenly the ground shook and a rift appeared, unleashing a group of monstrous creatures that charged towards the guards. The creatures were summoned by Akhem's magic and they quickly began to overpower the guards.The creature was unlike anything that the church guards had seen before. It was massive and appeared to be made of pure energy, with an otherworldly aura emanating from it. It was clear that this was not a creature from this world, and the guards struggled to keep up with its movements.One of the creatures was a massive golem made of stone, towering over the guards and crushing them with its massive fists. Another was a group of small, fast-moving creatures with razor-sharp claws and teeth that sliced through the guards like a hot knife through butter.
As Harlequin stepped into the room, he saw a figure cloaked in white standing before him. The person's voice was smooth and calming, yet there was an underlying tone of danger. As Harlequin's eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, he could see that the person was tall and slender, with pale skin and piercing blue eyes that seemed to glow in the dark. Long, silver hair cascaded down their back, and they wore a flowing white robe adorned with intricate gold embroidery. Harlequin could feel the power emanating from the figure, and he knew that this was the Oracle he had come to meet.Harlequin smirked and replied, "I don't need to pretend to be anything, Oracle. I am who I am, and you are who you are. But let's cut to the chase. The Clowns have come for you, and we won't leave empty-handed. Surrender now, and we can end this peacefully."The Oracle chuckled softly, th
The Oracle Priest and Harlequin stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a fierce stare-down. The air around them crackled with energy as they prepared to unleash their magic upon each other. The Oracle Priest was a master of holy magic, while Harlequin was a dark mage who wielded the power of the shadows.The Oracle Priest raised his hands, and a bright light shone forth from his palms. It was a holy spell, one that would purify and cleanse any darkness it touched. Harlequin sneered and countered with a blast of dark energy, which collided with the holy spell and caused a massive explosion. The force of the blast sent both combatants flying backward, but they quickly regained their footing and continued the fight.The Oracle Priest summoned a powerful beam of holy light, which he directed at Harlequin. The dark mage responded with a wave of shadowy tendri
Harlequin stopped abruptly and dispelled all of his illusions, leaving only one standing casually as he stared at the Oracle who struggled to stand up straight."Are you feeling sorry for me, Oracle?" Harlequin scoffed."It's not interesting at all," he continued, emanating an overwhelming aura that forced the Oracle to shield her face and take a step back.Harlequin became a bit more serious and revealed that he had only been using one-third of his strength in his non-grimoire mode. "Come forth, Dimension Linker," he muttered.As Harlequin muttered, a tome suddenly materialized in his hand, emanating an ominous aura. The Grimoire, named "Nexus Arcanum," was bound in black leather with golden clasps that formed intricate patterns of interconnected lines and symbols. The
Archie and the two Clowns, Akhem and Harlequin, were not here by chance. Harlequin had a grand plan to perform a world-changing ritual from this very dimension."It's going to take a long time to extract a Grimoire-type power from a bloodline. Plus, I need a large amount of holy power to do it," Harlequin explained to the others."That's why I've been ordered to hunt down owners of above-average holy power. It can't just be any priest or fake priestess. Their level of holy power would distort the purity that Harlequin requires," Akhem added from behind.As they discussed their plan, Archie watched on, observing the situation. He remained indifferent to the Oracle's screams of pain as they grew fainter. Though his human heart may have struggled with the sight, Archie had steeled his mind from the start.