It's been two days since Dante woke up, and since then, things have been uneventful.The attack that Lucian and Toma feared never happened. The humans and beastkin who arrived in the Elven realm were now voicing their desire to return home."We can't keep holding them back," Toma voiced.They were currently in a meeting.Toma, Lucian, several other humans, beastkins, and members of the Elven royalty were present. It felt as if the world had been divided into factions rather than races. And everyone in the room knew that even more divisions might appear as time went on."I would also need to return to my kingdom to prepare strategic defenses. I cannot rely on my muscle-headed husband to handle something like that," Queen Betsy stated.A few people chuckled at her words, but they also understood the seriousness behind them.Others began voicing their own need to return home and prepare for the change everyone could feel approaching.While the meeting was taking place, Dante was resting

Dante gently walked upstairs.The faint fragrance of roses filled the air, soft and soothing.Not long after he reached the upper floor, he saw Lumina lying on the bed.She still had a veil covering her face.The soft candlelight cast delicate shadows across her figure, yet it did nothing to diminish her beauty. Instead, it made her look even more enchanting.Her icy blue eyes shimmered in the dim light, glowing like twin crystals beneath the veil.“What would your lovers think if they knew you visited a lady at such an hour?” Lumina teased.Dante let his gaze travel over her slowly.She was lying gracefully on her side, her elbow supporting her upper body in a relaxed yet alluring pose.She wore a long, flowing blue skirt that shimmered faintly in the candlelight like the surface of a calm ocean beneath moonlight. The fabric hugged her slender waist before cascading down her legs in elegant folds.Delicate golden jewelry adorned her body. Thin chains rested across her waist, tiny gem

Lucian and the others could feel the oppressive weight radiating from Dante.It was a pressure that was unmistakable, powerful enough to make even seasoned warriors pause.And the most astonishing part? Dante was doing it without any mana. This was pure warrior energy.Only people of Lucian’s caliber could truly grasp what that meant.Unlike mana, which was accessible to most cultivators, warrior energy, or aura, as some called it, was born from the heat of countless battles, refined through sweat, blood, and struggle.Generals of old had toppled armies with nothing more than their aura. A single figure, emanating a strong enough aura, could make thousands falter and lose their will to fight.And now, Dante was doing exactly that, suppressing Lucian, Toma, Queen Betsy, and even King Glades.“This sly boy… he never lost his power,” Queen Betsy said with a wry smile.“He did,” Toma replied curtly.As an elf, Toma was extraordinarily sensitive to mana. He noticed that Dante wasn’t displa

Seeing the danger, Queen Betsy tried to move Lucian away, but she immediately noticed that the space around him had become violently unstable.“Forget it. Come help Glades protect the vine dome,” Toma said.They were lucky to be outside the gravity pull.In that moment, Toma realized Lucian had planned this.“Take us outside the dome,” he told the Queen.He knew the pull would only grow stronger. Soon, even their current position would not be safe.Queen Betsy did not hesitate. She grabbed Toma and King Glades, and in the next instant, the three of them appeared outside the dome.“Quickly, let’s reinforce it,” King Glades said urgently.Even though he had never witnessed such an attack before, every instinct he had as a warrior screamed danger.Queen Betsy immediately released her void energy, wrapping it around the dome, leaving a narrow inch of space between the vines and the void.Void was nothingness itself.If the attack broke through the vines, they hoped the void would swallow