"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...
When Marfa’s Sword erupted with radiant light above the mansion, enveloping all the infected in Holy Light in an attempt to banish the Abyssal Aura from them, suddenly, the space around it began to ripple.
Wisps of dark mist surged from the fluctuating space, followed by what seed like a colossal entity extending its tentacles from another world, causing rows of black, murky, viscous tentacles to rapidly erge from the surging darkness.
The number of tentacles was not many, about a dozen.
But as these tentacles erged from the engulfing darkness, they imdiately pierced through the Holy Light, surrounding Marfa’s Sword, and, like chains, began wrapping around the sword.
"Clang—"
Instantly, Marfa’s Sword trembled violently as if it had been provoked, for the first ti emitting an ear-piercing sound that echoed through the sky.
This scene was not only witnessed by Reiger whose expression drastically changed, but also by everyone in the estate.
"Abyssal Touch!"
Naisa’s expression was the first to change, and without hesitation, she leaped from the mansion, rushing outside.
"Damn!"
lo also revealed an unusual panic, so much so that she didn’t have ti to alert Reiger and reflexively sped outside.
"Abyssal Touch?"
Reiger didn’t know what it was, but seeing Naisa and lo’s reaction, and the sudden pallor on Jelina and Hilune’s faces, he understood it was sothing extraordinary.
"Clang—Clang—"
In mid-air, Marfa’s Sword continued to emit clanging sounds while violently struggling, its Holy Light fluctuating, yet it was tightly bound by the Abyssal Touch, unable to break free.
Of course, the so-called Abyssal Touch was also in dire straits amidst the violent struggle of Marfa’s Sword, not only seeming to be ignited by the Holy Light with its body ablaze in golden flas, being constantly burned, but also slashed open by the sharp aura from the Holy Sword’s blade, with several tentacles severed.
Yet, despite the severe injuries, the tentacles continued to unsteadily drag Marfa’s Sword away, appearing to pull a golden sun to an alternate world surging with dark mist.
"It... wants to drag the Holy Sword into the Abyss?"
At this mont, Reiger understood everything.
The other side of the space fluctuation, surging with dark mist, was undoubtedly the Abyss.
The Abyss had descended here, or rather opened a portal, allowing those Abyssal Touches to reach the Source World and bind the Holy Sword.
Their goal was to take the Holy Sword into the Abyss, completely eliminate this threat.
So, all of this was preditated.
So, Naisa and lo’s reactions were so intense.
Unfortunately, as Naisa and lo rushed towards the mid-air Marfa’s Sword intending to rescue it, several figures suddenly appeared from afar.
"Boom!"
Those figures collided with Naisa and her group, triggering a thunderous roar, being blown back under the shockwave and Magic Power’s fluctuation, they separated.
"Who are...?!"
Luan shouted angrily.
As Naisa and lo appeared, rushing towards the mid-air Marfa’s Sword, Luan, Andre, and two amber-ranked Knight Captains all erged from hiding, heading upwards together.
Clearly, everyone recognized the Abyssal Touch and knew the crisis Marfa’s Sword was facing.
But, as they frantically rushed towards Marfa’s Sword, they were all intercepted.
Who was the opponent?
It was actually an obvious answer.
"This is our first eting, isn’t it, Your Holiness!"
With a light chuckle, the leader among the assailants spoke to Naisa.
It was a man shrouded in a black robe, with even his hands and feet covered, looking as though the robe itself floated in mid-air, moving on its own.
The reason he was discerned to be a man was simply because his voice was masculine.
Beside him hovered a dark mist-exuding magic book, which automatically opened, revealing several black magic arrays rising from it.
"You are... the Dark?"
Seeing such a distinctive image, Naisa’s expression changed again.
The Dark, clearly a moniker.
However, at this moniker’s appearance, even lo’s expression shifted along with everyone else’s.
"Dark Relief Center!"
Andre spoke with a darkened face.
"You’re from the Dark Relief Center?"
— "Dark Relief Center."
This was a renowned force within the Source World.
Of course, it’s not a good na.
Quite the opposite, the Dark Relief Center is a notorious force that countless Source World races deeply detest.
It is one of the underground forces established by Abyss believers, with a history spanning tens of thousands of years. It is one of the underground forces created by the most ancient Abyss believers, and it has committed countless atrocities against the Source World.
If Abyss believers are the tumors of the Source World, then the Dark Relief Center is where these tumors are gathered and managed, forming a legion of the world’s most feared and despised tumors.
Moreover, "Darkness" is the general title for anyone who becos the head of the Relief Center; every head carries the na "Darkness" when they operate externally.
The person in black robes confronting Naisa is undoubtedly the head of the Dark Relief Center.
"So it was you who planned this attack."
lo quickly regained her composure, drew the sword from her waist, and coldly stared at her opponent.
Her opponent was also a person in black robes, like "Darkness," entirely shrouded in black robes but revealing bare hands and feet, seemingly wearing nothing but the robes, subtly exuding an enticing aura.
The person did not have a floating spellbook, but slender hands grasped a scythe larger than her body, resembling a reaper from hell, emitting an even deeper aura than "Darkness."
"Hehe."
Silver bell-like laughter erged from beneath the black robes, revealing that it was a woman.
Judging by the exposed fair and smooth skin on her hands and feet, she might be a woman in her pri, not much older than Naisa and lo.
"The long princess of Careadohart, I’ve long heard of you."
The scythe-wielding woman giggled.
"The empire’s two fairest flowers appearing together here is truly a surprise."
Upon hearing this, lo watched her coldly, unwilling to respond, only glimpsing at Marfa’s Sword struggling in mid-air, revealing a hint of urgency in her eyes.
Compared to lo, Naisa was less patient. Seeing Marfa’s Sword being dragged by Abyssal Touch into a space of surging blackness, she attempted to rush forward several tis but was stopped by "Darkness."
"Get out of the way!"
Naisa shouted fiercely.
"That won’t do, Your Highness," "Darkness" leisurely replied. "This is a rare opportunity for us. If we can drag the Sacred Sword into the abyss, even if we cannot destroy it, we will be able to seal it, causing the Source World to permanently lose this sword."
"Then Source World, lacking the Sword of Moslo and Marfa’s Sword, will be left with only one Sacred Sword."
"With just one Sacred Sword, it will be impossible to completely block the abyss."
"The abyss will surely return, and Source World will fall. We will receive the greatest favor and blessings from the abyss, gaining unimaginable benefits."
Upon hearing this, Naisa’s fury was completely ignited.
"You parasites in Source World, haven’t you done enough harm?"
Naisa’s entire body burst into terrible Magic Power.
In response, "Darkness" emitted a force of Magic Power no less formidable than Naisa’s.
"Of course, it’s not enough," "Darkness" chuckled softly. "This world is utterly despairing. On the surface, everything looks so beautiful, but in reality, inequality is everywhere."
"Inequality in birth."
"Inequality in fate."
"Even relationships are unequal."
"The innately noble Pope Highness, you must find this hard to understand, right?"
"It’s fine; join us in embracing the abyss, believe in the abyss."
"Only the abyss can offer true equality."
"An equal... destruction."
These are words only spoken by those fallen into madness.
Yet "Darkness" uttered them in a calm, stable, and rational voice, inducing a chilling discomfort.
Naisa said no more, intending to continue rushing toward Marfa’s Sword.
"Darkness" still blocked her, but this ti Naisa refused to yield, chanting a spell, transforming the Magic Power around her into a circular barrier, enveloping her like a transparent shield, and charged straight at "Darkness."
"Boom!"
With a resounding crash, a battle officially erupted.
lo collided with the scythe-wielding woman, one striking with a dazzling bright sword light, the other swinging a dangerous scarlet scythe, engaging in dozens of exchanges in a blink.
Luan and Andre, the two bishops, along with two Amber-ranked Knight Captains, also joined the fight against the mbers of the Dark Relief Center.
These opponents were not at all weaker than Luan and others, demonstrating combat power equivalent to Lv.8, causing each clash to create shockwaves rattling the atmosphere, sending magic and Magic Power bursts violently colliding, shaking the entire manor.
Observing all this, Reiger narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Interesting."
His lips curved into a faint, cold smile.
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