Chapter 139

The room suddenly began to shake as if an earthquake were happening, and the group staggered, trying to maintain their balance.

"Adam, what is going on?" Rosalind cried out, fear in her voice.

But Adam simply stood there, his eyes closed, basking in the sensation of his fake mentor's presence. The group looked at him, then back at Roderick, who was now on his knees, looking up at the ceiling as if trying to plead for mercy.

Suddenly, everything came to a halt. The trembling ceased, and the mysterious voice disappeared as swiftly as it had emerged.

Then, an eerie chill filled the room, accompanied by a dense, palpable energy. In the heart of the space, a circular tear in reality materialized, floating just above the floor.

The group stood frozen, their eyes fixed on the anomaly with a mix of awe, dread, and curiosity. Slowly, a silhouette emerged from the rip, prompting gasps from everyone except Adam.

The figure that materialized was like none they had ever encountered. She bore the