High Inquisitor Ignatius stares up at the swirling black hole, his arrogant capital pride completely replaced by a desperate, sweating fear.The small dark circle above his forehead made a very loud and scary "vroo" sound that shook his teeth."What is this thing?" the old man gasped, his face covered in a lot of hot wet sweat."My silver plates are flying up into the dark air!" he shrieked, his old legs knocking together."Wait! Stop! I am the Chief Elder of the Sun-God Sect! If you kill me, the Emperor will destroy this entire state!" he begs."The king of the high capital towers will bring ten thousand gold warriors to burn your city!" Ignatius yelled out."He will rip your black coat into tiny pieces and put your head on a long stick!" the old master shouted."Please do not drop the black ball onto my head! We can share the gold tokens!" he begged with fear.Vanessa sits paralyzed in the background, the extreme gravity pinning her to the ground as she watches her supreme savior be

The blinding light fades from the ICU room, leaving a soft, warm golden glow that fills the entire hospital floor with peace. The cold white frost that was stuck to the walls melted into small clean drops of water. "The bad air is all gone now, Master Evan," Linnea said, her small fingers wiping the sweat from her face. "The gold starlight from the diamond stone is sleeping inside her skin," she added with big joy. "Yes, it is done," Evan said, his voice sounding very easy and light after a long time. "The system gave me the best helper tool, and it worked," he noted, his face calm. On the monitors, the long-dreaded flatline suddenly jumps into a strong, perfectly steady, deep rhythmic heartbeat sequence. The small black boxes on the wall went "BEEP... BEEP... BEEP" with a very good and happy tone. The long straight line was completely gone, turning into a big green wave that jumped nicely. "Look at her face, Seraphina!" Linnea called out, her blue eyes wide with a very warm l

The massive black lightning pillar slams directly into the defensive shields of the lead dreadnought, causing the steel warship to rock violently.The giant metal boat shook up and down in the gray mist, making a very loud noise like a big mountain falling down."Hold the handles fast!" a capital captain yelled to his mages inside the cabin, his gold hat rolling away on the floorboards."The ship is tilting left! We are going to slide into the dark trees below!" another soldier shrieked in big panic.Alarms blare across the imperial bridge as the golden protective runes crack and turn black under the corrosive void energy.The small red lamps on the white walls started to flash very fast, making a loud electronic beep noise."The shield is melting! The black fire lines are eating our gold drawings!" a mages leader called out with big fear."What?! A single magic strike managed to deplete 30% of a Saint-Grade military barrier?!" General Vance roars in complete shock.The old man's whit

Evan lands on the rocky peaks outside the city borders, throwing the broken body of Marcus Wensley into the wet dirt floor.The big heavy man hit the mud with a very loud and wet thud sound."Do not leave me here in the cold mud, Evan!" Marcus yelled, his big body shaking like a tiny wet leaf."I am a big commander of the king's grand flying boats!" he shouted, his blue hair full of dirty sand.Marcus coughs up blood, his luxurious commander uniform torn to shreds as he looks up at Evan through trembling, tearful eyes.The shiny gold threads on his red coat were completely broken into small dirty rags from the big fall."Look at my torn clothes, trash boy!" the blue lord cried out, his single free hand holding his wet belly."You broke all my fifty big cannons and you turned my three warships into grey junk metal!" he shrieked."Evan... please... we are family... your mother built our house... we can share the empire together!" Marcus begs pathetically."We can go to the big capital t

Corin Wensley sneers as Evan steps down, his eyes sweeping over the young man’s lack of a visible magical mana aura.The big captain held his long white pole very tight, his face full of a very bad and mean smile."What is this poor thing walking out of the black car?" Corin asked with a loud, dirty laugh."A hollow-blood peasant? How did trash like you even afford a premium transport vehicle?" Corin asks with heavy suspicion."You do not have a single drop of blue magic juice inside your small chest core, you little beggar!" he shouted."Did you take this nice big car from a rich lord's garage house while he was sleeping?" he yelled out.The fat noble merchant from the adjacent carriage steps down, tossing a bag of gold coins onto the ground near Corin’s heavy boots.The big fat man was huffing and puffing, his red silk robes getting full of grey road dust as he walked."Look at this, Captain Corin!" the fat man screamed, pointing his short finger at Evan's simple black coat."Captai