anwhile, inside the towering halls of the [Shadow Assassin Guild] stronghold...
Adrien, whose [ID] was ShadowAssassin, stood behind a large desk.
His expression was twisted with fury, veins slightly bulging on his forehead as he glared at the kneeling figures before him.
"I consider our guild to be the strongest in the entire [Lower Domain]," Adrien roared, slamming his palm against the desk with enough force to crack the wood, "and yet none of you could find any information on [Celestial]? Not a single useful detail?"
The guild mbers kneeling before him trembled visibly. No one dared et his eyes.
Adrien was not only the guild leader, he was its absolute authority.
With approximately 270,000 Combat Power, he stood at the very peak of this domain’s strength hierarchy.
Furthermore, he originated from a high-level world. No one in this stronghold could defy him.
"H-He’s not in our [Lower Domain]," one of the mbers stamred, bowing his head lower. "That ans he must be in another one, and there’s no way for us to—"
SLASH!
The sentence never finished.
Adrien’s dagger flashed through the air with terrifying speed, slicing cleanly across the man’s throat.
Blood sprayed across the floor as the guild mber collapsed lifelessly, his eyes wide in disbelief.
Adrien flicked the blood off his blade with visible disgust.
"Useless," he growled coldly. "All of you are useless."
The remaining guild mbers instinctively shuffled backward, fear gripping their hearts.
The room, already oppressive, now felt suffocating.
Adrien stepped away from his desk and walked toward the window overlooking the fortress courtyard.
From this height, he could see the sprawling structure he had built.
"If we can’t reach him here," Adrien said slowly, staring out into the distance, "then that ans we need to aim higher."
One of the guild mbers swallowed nervously. "D-Does that an...?"
Adrien’s dagger spun smoothly between his fingers as a faint shadowy aura began to ripple around his body.
"I delayed it because of certain circumstances," he said calmly, though his voice still carried restrained anger. "But staying here any longer will only slow our growth. If we truly want to beco stronger, we can’t remain in this cage."
His eyes darkened.
"We move to the [Higher Domain]. I’m certain there are greater opportunities waiting for us there."
Like many powerful guild leaders, Adrien had intentionally remained in the [Lower Domain] because he was unrivaled here.
Being the strongest ant control, influence, luxury and authority over weaker players.
Why ascend early when he could rule comfortably?
However, everyone who stayed eventually understood the sa truth: the [Lower Domain] had limits.
No matter how dominant you were, growth would eventually stagnate.
The real opportunities, the real power, existed in the [Higher Domain] and above.
If Adrien and his guild could adapt quickly there, their influence could multiply exponentially.
Moreover, he believed that the [Higher Domain] would offer thods to travel between domains more freely.
If [Celestial] was hiding in another domain, then eting him would simply be a matter of ti once Adrien gained access to that.
His frustration slowly turned into anticipation.
"Prepare yourselves," Adrien ordered with a grin that held both ambition and malice. "We ascend tomorrow—"
BOOM!
A thunderous explosion interrupted him mid-sentence.
The entire stronghold trembled violently. Dust fell from the ceiling, and cracks spread across the stone walls.
Adrien’s eyes widened slightly as he rushed toward the window.
"What is that—"
The words caught in his throat.
High above the fortress, the sky itself had torn open.
A swirling purple vortex churned ominously, radiating overwhelming destructive energy.
And descending from it at horrifying speed was a massive teor engulfed in violet flas.
Adrien’s instincts scread at him.
"This is... impossible."
The teor was enormous, and falling so quickly that escape seed nearly unachievable.
Without hesitation, Adrien kicked the window open and leaped out.
If anyone could survive this, it would be him.
As long as he lived, he could rebuild. A guild could be reconstructed.
Power could be regained. But death would end everything.
Still, one question burned in his mind.
Who could possibly summon sothing like this?
As he descended from the window and rolled onto the roof of a building, he glanced outward beyond the fortress walls.
And then he saw it.
A lone figure kneeling on the land in the distance, a staff resting in his hand, faint purple energy still dissipating around his body.
Adrien did not need to open a panel. He knew that was [Celestial].
The realization struck him like ice through his veins.
He... had co for them before they had co for him.
Adrien forced himself to sprint, pushing his body to its limits as the teor drew closer.
The ground shook violently with each passing second. The shadow of the descending mass swallowed the entire stronghold.
He ran. But deep down, he understood. He would not outrun this.
The teor filled his vision, its purple flas roaring like a cosmic judgnt.
Ten seconds later—
BOOM!
The [Oblivion teor] collided with the [Shadow Assassin Guild] stronghold in a catastrophic explosion.
The impact obliterated the place entirely, vaporizing stone, steel, and flesh alike.
A blinding wave of destruction expanded outward, consuming everything within its radius.
Adrien felt the shockwave tear through him, his body disintegrating under the sheer force.
His final thought, fleeting and filled with disbelief, was simple:
’How is this even possible?’
...
Far outside the blast radius, Leon sat on the earth, breathing steadily as he watched the explosion unfold.
The detonation was so powerful that the sound echoed across the entire [Lower Domain #78].
Even distant players would have seen the flash in the sky.
A faint wind swept past him as debris rained down in the distance.
Then the notifications began.
Ding!
[You have killed several players and taken one item from each from their "Storage Space".]
Beep!
[Unfortunately, your "Storage Space" is full so the remaining items will not drop.]
Leon let out a quiet chuckle.
"Heh."
He had actually done it.
The entire [Shadow Assassin Guild], a dangerous future threat, had been erased in a single strike.
The exhaustion from casting [Oblivion teor] still lingered in his body, but the result spoke for itself.
The [Forbidden Spell] was terrifyingly powerful.
If used in direct combat, it was difficult to imagine anyone surviving it.
However, the strain had been real. His mana reserves felt dangerously low, and his body carried a dull ache.
Even so, resting here wasn’t an option.
"Can’t rest now. Still have things to handle."
Leon stretched his arms and slowly stood up before opening his [Storage Space].
He scanned through the items automatically transferred from the slain players.
After a few seconds, his expression flattened.
"Holy hell... this is trash."
The equipnt was diocre at best to him.
Standard assassin gear, average accessories, a few rare-tier daggers that were impressive only by ordinary player standards.
Compared to his current arsenal, it was worthless.
He also noticed that [Celestial Hand] had not activated during the massacre.
Either it didn’t function against players, or it required higher levels to trigger.
Either way, he had no interest in keeping the loot.
He opened the [Trading House] and listed everything for sale.
Surprisingly, the reaction was imdiate.
"Wait... why is there soone nad [Celestial] selling items?"
"What?!"
Word spread rapidly throughout the domain. Players rushed to open the trading interface, curiosity driving them.
Although Leon considered the equipnt trash, for average players in this [Lower Domain], it was more than decent.
Rare-tier assassin gear from a top guild held significant value.
The items sold quickly. One after another.
Ding!
[All your items have been sold for 53,290 Eternal Coins!]
Leon smiled faintly.
"Nice."
[Eternal Coins: 150,876]
That total felt comfortable. More than enough to start smoothly in the [Higher Domain] once he ascended.
He turned his gaze back toward the distant ruins of the [Shadow Assassin Guild] stronghold.
Smoke and dust still lingered in the air, but nothing remained standing.
It was completely annihilated. A truly marvelous sight.
"Well, Adrien," Leon said quietly as he turned away, "you won’t be causing any more trouble."
Of course, so guild mbers might have been absent at the ti of impact.
However, without their leader and central structure, the guild was effectively finished.
Scattered remnants posed little long-term threat.
Leon took a step forward, ready to leave.
But at that mont...
Ding!
A new notification appeared.
[Your "Slaughter ter" has increased by 364.]
Leon paused.
"...Oh."
He had nearly forgotten about that.
Killing hundreds of players at once naturally ca with consequences.
The [Slaughter ter] tracked precisely that.
"Right," he muttered, letting out a slow sigh. "Let’s see..."
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