In an unknown distance, far beyond the reach of ordinary races, lies a place where not even the moon’s penetrating gaze can disarm the encompassing darkness.
Within a dimly lit hallroom, a heavy atmosphere prevailed, laden with various strong auras emanating from seven regal thrones.
Each adorned with runes and ancient inscriptions that emitted an ethereal glow, intensifying the surrounding darkness with their luminosity.
Sitting upon these regal thrones, the beings present gazed toward the dinsional crack infront of them.
Smile forming on their faces sensing the energy disturbances caused by soone standing between them and their destination— Hidden Realm
"I suspect Evangeline will free herself soon," remarked one of the beings, sensing the weakening of the seal that restrained Evangeline, igniting a glimr of hope among them.
Although these beings could easily dismantle the weakened seal keeping Evangeline restrained, the dilemma lay in the fact that the being inside the seal wasn’t predisposed to gratitude.
It was impossible for them to not have any desire to break the seal themselves throughout their ti within the Human realm.
But their attempt resulted in sacrifice of their Essence, causing their already weakened souls to fall to the level of an Elf—an act they considered a disgrace, given that beings at their normal level could even rival an Archmage.
Their confidence in rivaling an Archmage stemd from the source of their energies—innate mana sources inherited from the Hidden Realm’s natives.
These sources varied among the races, including the Yidalisere Core, Essence Conduit, Etheric Matrix, Luminaflux Node, and Prismana Core.
These mana sources granted them far greater power than those in this small world they resided in.
Using one of the mana sources, the Prismana Core, which acted as an unending reactor producing highly dense mana with different properties, they were sure to crush Adriannel who relied on surrounding mana.
While he possessed an imnse amount of mana as an Archmage, even the mightiest ocean can dry up when its waters vaporize faster than they can replenish.
These beings, possessing a literal and unending supply of mana, could easily overpower him.
Unbeknownst to these beings, Adriannel Riantain, already aware of his shortcomings, had transford the entire Chrintain Valley into his personal Mana Reactor.
These beings would have dealt with him right now. However, the predicant lay in the fact that they lacked their physical bodies.
They aid to reattach to their real bodies and influence this world before more individuals from the Hidden Realm discovered and claid the hidden treasures lying within Thallasar, Vendal, and every kingdom’s foundations—even if it ant destroying those kingdoms.
WHOOSH
CRUMBLE
’!?!’
The sudden collapse of the entire place under an intense pressure startled everyone present.
The once dense energy within the hall dissipated, replaced by a new, overpowering force that enveloped the entire area.
"What’s going on?" They all rose swiftly from their thrones, sensing an overwhelming concentration of energy at the hall’s center, pressing upon them.
" An Insect Should Live Like One "
An ethereal voice echoed throughout the space as the figure of a woman began materializing before these beings, her radiant athyst eyes gazing down upon them.
Her re presence was a cruel mockery to these supre beings.
" E-Evangeline!?"
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"Go, bring them to et . Then we will et your grandfather,"
Estelle’s eyes widened, knowing she still couldn’t escape her fate of getting reprimanded.
She looked at her rciless father, and suddenly an idea struck her mind, ’Maybe he’ll show so rcy in front of my so-called friends’
"Aye Aye, Old man,"
SWISH
Avendial stood there, his eyes turning cold as he watched her disappearing figure.
He turned towards one of the elders, "Don’t let other admirals know about what we discussed here"
Turning his attention to where Estelle disappeared, he continued, "Tell father everything and also add how she said that his grandfather can’t lay a finger on her"
Every elder standing there couldn’t hide their twitch, seeing an Admiral act so childish instead of maintaining a proper image.
"We understood, My lord," they said in unison, bowing before disappearing from their places, not wanting to witness everything any longer.
Standing alone in the hall room, Avendial faced the window where moonlight cast its glow on the surrounding thrones, including his Regal Throne befitting of an Admiral,’She is really hard to control, dear’
Looking at the throne, he rembered the brain that always supported him, gave him solace in pain, and helped him overco difficulties.
But now, she was sowhere else, believing their common enemy—Archmage Adriannel.
"It’s been such a long ti," he stood there, clenching his fist and gritting his teeth, feeling the strength to march into Vendal Kingdom with his army.
Yet, he was rendered helpless due to his wife’s cunning; she had taken an oath before embarking on a mission with many others.
’If sothing happened to her, I will kill you, Adriannel’
As an Admiral, he possessed the strength to face entire armies and even Vendal Kingdom alone, but what truly bolstered his confidence in confronting an Archmage was Rezekiel.
He was well aware that informing his father about his daughter-in-law’s influence by Adriannel on a perilous mission.
One she hadn’t returned from despite both Hedrian and Adriannel’s return, would lead to a consequential outco worth witnessing.
’Sigh, I suppose I’ll have to wait for a few more years’, He lacked patience, but the oath his wife had made him swear—to remain silent until her return—kept him restrained.
He couldn’t act on his own nor inform his father about the situation.
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SWISH
’Safe for now, but why can they hear ?’, Estelle moved swiftly in a certain direction, effortlessly parting the waves with an unusual speed within the water.
She pondered the sudden removal of all the restrictions she had faced throughout her each life.
"Has sothing changed since my arrival?" Despite wanting to attribute it to so butterfly effect, she had only returned today, and all the unfolding events felt surreal, as if sothing had already disrupted the natural flow of this world.
"But what could it be?"
’Finally’
Estelle glanced toward a shiny pentagon-shaped barrier heading her way.
At that mont, those people inside it, represented her chance to escape from her grandfather’s wrath.
’I need to establish a friendship first’
She contemplated that using force wouldn’t be ideal; if she were to take one or two people hostage within that barrier, there was a risk her grandfather might detect their emotions, resulting in an even harsher punishnt.
In the water, where she could sense the currents, identifying the weak points of the barrier and gauging its innate strength wasn’t particularly challenging for her.
WHOOSH
She pointed her finger towards it, causing the water to swirl around her fingertip.
Gradually, it began to condense into a single point, akin to a black hole, drawing more water into it, escalating its density to an extre level.
BOOM
A resounding sound echoed through the water as the projectile tore through it, leaving a visible current behind before shattering the barrier into pieces upon impact.
However, sothing even faster than the projectile swiftly closed the distance and collided with Zeph, sending him flying in a specific direction.
’Ouch!’, Estelle winced as she felt the impact after colliding with Zeph, akin to being struck by a steady flow of water from a great height,’ Guess, shouldn’t have used Coincidentally breaking barrier trick’
"You are quite strong for a re human," Estelle looked down at the young man, feeling a sense of satisfaction in witnessing his resilience and strength.
Yet, she knew that not just any ordinary human could withstand the imnse pressure of the deep ocean and remain standing without turning into pulp.
’Am I that beautiful?’, Estelle chuckled, observing Zeph’s gaze focused at her for so mont, feeling amused but quickly refocusing on the more critical matter at hand.
"You seem distracted"
WHOOSH
Suddenly, Estelle’s widened eyes reflected a mana barrier forming on Zeph’s face, ’Is it mana transmutation?’
Being a third-year student and having lived through the sa experiences multiple tis, Estelle possessed knowledge far beyond others, making it impossible not to recognize the Awakened ability before her.
However, what bewildered her at that mont was ti itself.
She waited for a full minute, yet the barrier on Zeph’s face remained, hinting at the imnse mana capacity possessed by the guy standing in front of her.
’Shit!?’
Just as she sensed soone closing the distance from behind, Estelle’s gaze shifted "Y-you are—"
BANG
Before she could react, a sudden kick, seemingly enhanced by mana, struck her, catching her off guard and causing her figure to be thrown a distance away.
SWISH
Swiftly controlling her body by increasing water density, Estelle responded to the attack without delay.
CRACKLE
Her hands ford a fist-sized dense water ball, its density intensifying every passing mont before she turned towards the source of the attack.
Her reflexive response ford the attack before she could even focus her gaze on the assailant — Showing the battle power, Estelle Collins held.
Estelle’s eyes, reflective as water itself, captured the image of a young woman with caral hair and shining green eyes, staring back at her with a cold gaze.
’!?!’
In that instant, all of Estelle’s mories rushed in like a tornado, flooding her mind as she looked at the very familiar figure standing before her.
"T-Thalia Crimwell?!"
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