That was the voice he recognized, the voice of the unknown man who had appeared in his visions on several occasions in the past. It had been there when he comprehended the symbol inside the golden box of the secret sword chamber in the Forgeheart Kingdom and again when he completed the forging of the unnamed divine sword.This unknown man felt inexplicably close to him, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say Aldrian considered that man like blood family.Aldrian was immersed in a state of comprehension as he pondered the thread of origin. That voice kept repeating itself, like some kind of recording playing inside his mind. His thoughts spun with the emotions he experienced when he saw the visions of himself and Sylphia, all while hearing the voice over and over again. At one point, he felt as if he could leap into one of the visions and enter that world, but he held himself back.After more than half an hour, he finally opened his eyes. Something profound lay within Aldrian’s gaze

Inside the imperial palace, Emperor Herman sat in his office with an expressionless face. His gaze was blank as he stared outside, faint signs of fatigue evident in his eyes. His condition stemmed from the events of a few days prior, when their dungeon, which held a devil captive, was infiltrated by an unknown individual. This intruder managed to kill the devil inside her cell.This event caused a significant disturbance within the imperial palace, as the dungeon had been under heavy security ever since the devil was held captive. For the intruder to infiltrate it and possess knowledge of the dungeon’s structure and trap formations, they must have been intimately familiar with the dungeon’s layout. While many people in the imperial palace are aware of the general structure of the dungeon, due to the heightened security measures since the devil’s captivity, only a select few have access to the layout of the security points.This was to ensure there were no leaks or gaps in the security

Grand Duke Larson was stunned, but with his quick wit, he countered with his own technique. A purple flame burst from his palm, colliding with the flame that emerged from the spatial crack.Clap, clap!"Well, it’s better for you to act yourself and show your true self," Aldrian said while clapping beside Carol. From the start, he had been with Carol, acting as her guardian. None of the Duclan family members knew his identity, but Carol insisted that he would protect her. Many doubted that a marquess-stage cultivator could keep Carol safe, yet she stood firm in her belief in Aldrian.If she doesn’t believe in the person who saved her and destroyed Boraz Fortress, then who is she supposed to believe?Right now, Grand Duke Larson was blocking the fire from the spatial crack with his own flame. However, from his flame, everyone could sense an energy that was all too familiar to the populace of the continent.The devil energyGrand Duke Larson had already turned into a devil! His purple fl

The presence of the middle divine-grade sword, combined with Aldrian concentrating his domain’s power into his body, made him appear like a god descending to the mortal realm. His aura was overwhelming, demanding reverence from all who beheld him. Golden energy radiated from Aldrian, his body glowing with a brilliant golden hue.Sensing Aldrian’s intimidating presence, the Cerberus trembled. Though it was a creature of the death realm, it could feel the immense pressure and danger emanating from him. Its instincts urged it to prostrate itself in worship before Aldrian.The devil atop the Cerberus fared far worse, feeling as though his body was being crushed under the weight of a mountain. He dropped to his knees, his energy circulation thrown into complete disarray. A powerful urge to prostrate himself before Aldrian overwhelmed him, barely allowing him to resist.With Aldrian now at the Marquess stage, the synergy between his power and his domain had grown immensely. Even his mere pr