The Battle at Snakehills ended with the Human’s victory, which came at a great cost to the town of Snakehills, the Kingdom of Nialli, and the Order. For the first time in centuries, another Master of the Order had died. The armies of the other United Kingdoms arrived a week after this battle, to a field of death and destruction. No trace of the town of Snakehills was left, save for the hills themselves, which had been reshaped completely by the battle. The crack that had been torn in the barrier was long gone, but the effect it left seemed permanent.Worse of all, was the upheaval that happened days after the end of the battle, in Soulwood grove. The Grove had suddenly birthed dangerous monsters that flooded the vicinity of Snakehills, and even the outskirts of Nialli, and the Order. These beasts were resistant to magic, and conventional weapons, fast and capable of producing sound waves that shocked the soul.The calamity of the Banshees also did what nothing else had been able t

Mobilization was done very quickly within the Order. Master Amara and Master Hardy were in charge of this mission, leading 50 Purgers who were all past the second layer of the Body Forming Technique. Elsewhere within the United Kingdoms, mages at and above the Immanent Realm were mobilizing, and all were headed towards Soulwood grove. A reserve force was left behind to deter the actions of the Polian Empire.Meanwhile, less than two minutes after Eudora, Algiz and Rhaido vanished, the entire continent began to experience tremors. Practitioners at and above the Solidified Realm were able to better assess the reason for these tremors, and what they sensed, was enough to send shock deep within their souls. It was the three Celestials battling a very massive Banshee. They used no spells, but simply the power of their physical bodies. Majestic weapons were wielded with such power that it tore cracks in the world with each swing. The Banshee used it’s claws and teeth very savagely, mat

“Don’t even bother with the thought, Purger,” Yvaine transmitted softly, and there was still amusement in the voice. “The Shikhar have no single use for humans but for sport. Selling me out will extend your time before the arena, if that. But about escaping this…there’s no chance of that”Nur grimaced. She didn’t bother to deny the accusation, and tutted instead. She had watched the two guards and knew that they were both at the Immanent Realm. She couldn’t take them down even if she somehow freed herself from the chains. The chains were designed to hold feral devils after all, so they would be able to hold a Manifestation Realm practitioner. Her Body Forming Technique hadn’t allowed her body to reach that level. “What do you want me to do then?” Nur asked.“You simply need to wait. That’s all. I want their entire party to return, and let’s see where we are, and in the meantime, I’ll heal my wounds. I suggest you also use this time to work on your advancement…apparently, the Lower

Back during his core formation, he’d forced his accumulated energy then to break open his first seal. It had been possible then because his advancement level at the time had already weakened the seal. After that, he’d noticed another seal, and estimated he’d only be able to break it open at the Emergent Realm. But now, he might not have a choice. The last time he broke open a seal, it had exhausted his magic level. If the same thing happened here, then he might escape this crisis. Even if he ended up being unable to break the seal, the excess energy would have still been used up in the process, and he’d be free. That was his thinking, anyway. He truly had no idea if the plan was sound, especially given that the seal had been placed by his father; a being he had no real concept of. Gritting his teeth mentally, he began to pool the chaotic energy, forcing them to gather in his head. Immediately, heat bloomed in his head and his scalp tingled, then seemed to explode. His mind rum

Gilgal’s mind rumbled. That very moment was when he saw the vision, and received all the information sealed by that seal. What he’d seen this time shook his mind like countless swords piercing through his soul. It was a concept he’d never even imagined. It all seemed to have happened momentarily now, but back in the vision, he’d been sure that he’d been that extremely powerful Primordial. He was sure that was his father, more than ever now, but he couldn’t even put a name to the being. When he’d heard the name that the Void beast called him, he’d nearly lost his grip on sanity then. Even now, his mind refused to remember anything related to that name, as though it was the very root of all the trauma he could ever experience in life. It was a name that he wasn’t qualified to hear or know. And forcing a remembrance of it would kill him. He was sure of it. Mind trembling, he tried to process all that the memory had given him. The feelings of being a Primordial was also something