Boom!
The previously calm palace now trembled violently, as if a massive earthquake had struck. All the mages within the palace looked around in terror, their bodies swaying, so unable to keep their footing.
No one knew what was happening.
As the palace shook, a terrifying aura that made everyone shudder erged from beneath the palace. It was like a biting winter wind, causing everyone's hair to stand on end and their skin to crawl.
The mages of Kyrik, upon sensing this aura, felt their legs go weak, and they instinctively fell to their knees, their very bloodlines trembling in worship.
Owen, who had sensed this terrifying presence first, imdiately ordered a retreat.
Without hesitation, he grabbed Seraphina and flew off into the distance.
Owen's actions and reactions were swift, and so of the prodigies from Middle Earth who were following him hadn't even realized what was happening.
But out of trust in Owen, they quickly turned and fled.
Once they had put so distance between themselves and the trembling palace, they curiously looked back, only for their pupils to constrict in shock.
The palace, which had been firmly rooted to the ground, was now rising like a mountain.
And beneath the palace, a colossal hand, with unimaginable strength, was lifting the palace into the air, revealing itself to the astonished crowd.
Boom!
The earth-shaking sounds continued.
Under that giant hand was a massive figure. Though his face was difficult to discern, the majesty in his brow and the crown atop his head left no doubt this was Kyrik's founding king, a god-tier powerhouse!
At this realization, everyone's eyes widened in shock, their faces paling as cold sweat drenched their backs.
As the imposing figure of the god-tier king appeared, the entire sky seed to be sealed by so unknown force. The mages who had planned to escape felt the air around them solidify, turning into a quagmire. Their attempts to flee slowed dramatically.
This is bad!
As their bodies were nearly frozen in midair, the mages' faces turned grim, and a strong sense of impending death gripped their hearts.
It seed that with the complete manifestation of Kyrik's founding emperor, their lives as insignificant ants would be snuffed out.
The booming sounds grew more deafening, like the approach of death itself.
As the emperor lifted the palace, his figure beca increasingly clear and majestic. The Middle Earth prodigies, already nearly immobilized in midair, felt as if an invisible hand was crushing them. Their veins bulged as they struggled to breathe.
Even Owen, still in his Dharma Form state, felt imnse pressure. Despite the vastness of his Dharma Form, he seed small in the face of the god-tier emperor.
It was like a small wizard eting a great sorcerer.
The re pressure from this manifested figure was terrifying.
A god-tier powerhouse-how terrifying!
Owen's desire to retreat intensified. His massive Dharma Form hand suddenly opened, grabbing the immobilized Middle Earth prodigies and swiftly carrying them away.
Back when he was watching ani, Owen knew that Kyrik's first king was a god-tier powerhouse.
But seeing a god-tier powerhouse in person, experiencing that soul-deep oppression, made Owen realize just how overwhelming it was!
Just the illusory hand alone had power comparable to a sage-tier mage!
It was unimaginable how terrifying the true form of Kyrik's founding emperor must be!
No wonder the Kyrik King had remained confident despite Owen's threats with TNT. Even after White Protector was annihilated, the king showed shock and fear but no despair. It turned out he had such a trump card!
Whoosh!
The sound of tearing through the sky echoed over Kyrik.
In just a few hundred breaths, Owen, who had exited his Dharma Form state, had already led Seraphina and the others far from Kyrik Palace, arriving at a secluded camp outside the city. Charlotte had been waiting for Owen for so ti. Seeing him land, she imdiately approached and knelt on one knee, saying, "Mr. Owen, after the explosion, General Stanley has led the army from the border to attack Kyrik!"
As she looked at Owen's figure, Charlotte's tone carried noticeable awe and reverence.
The recent chain explosions in Kyrik's four main cities had elevated Owen's image in her eyes to a new height!
Those four main cities were second only to the capital in Kyrik, bustling and prosperous. This single blow had dealt a massive blow to Kyrik's vitality.
It was an unprecedented feat in the history of the Azure Kingdom!
Owen noticed Charlotte's subtle change in deanor but didn't mind. Instead, he calmly assessed the current situation and said, "Notify General Stanley to accelerate the attack. The next three days are the best ti to take Kyrik. If we wait until after three days, when Kyrik can redeploy its forces, it will be much harder."
Charlotte nodded in agreent, understanding that Owen's destruction of the four main cities not only severely weakened Kyrik's strength but also dealt a significant blow to their
morale.
"Also, enhance intelligence gathering. We need to closely monitor the movents of Kyrik's army and key generals. This is crucial for the upcoming battle!"
Charlotte nodded and swiftly turned to execute Owen's orders without delay.
"Mr. Owen, I didn't expect that in such a short ti, you'd create such an earth-shaking
event!"
At that mont, Edward approached, his face full of excitent.
He hadn't expected that after gathering intelligence, he would return to find that Owen had destroyed Kyrik's four main cities. Even though he had anticipated that Owen's actions would be extraordinary, the fact that the four major cities, Kyrik's most critical locations, were now in ruins left him speechless.
The thought of how this news would shake the continent once it spread made him feel a rush of excitent.
So, with eagerness, he asked, "Mr. Owen, with such a monuntal event, do you think we should make a big announcent about it?"
Owen was indifferent to such matters and replied casually, "If you want to publicize it, go ahead. It's not a big deal."
To Owen, who had been through so much, the destruction of Kyrik's four main cities wasn't particularly significant.
He had long passed the stage of needing to boost his reputation. By now, who on the continent didn't know the na Owen?
What Owen considered trivial, however, was a monuntal event in Edward's eyes. After all, anything related to Owen would attract massive attention, let alone sothing
unprecedented like this.
With Owen's approval, Edward couldn't suppress the smile on his face, already envisioning the sensational impact this news would have on Academy City's daily reports.
Then, as if recalling sothing, he hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth and respectfully handed Owen a stack of docunts.
"By the way, Mr. Owen, I've found the information you asked to investigate. Here's the list of Kyrik King's mistresses and princes. Please take a look!"
Owen quickly took the docunts and flipped through them, looking quite satisfied.
As expected of intelligence from Academy City, the docunts provided detailed information
on each prince and also recorded recent details about their mistresses.
As Owen finished reviewing the information, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, causing Edward
to shudder.
It was clear that this intelligence had given Owen ideas for a new grand plan.
Edward was about to subtly inquire about Owen's plan when Henry and the others from
Middle Earth rushed over, sighing deeply.
Seeing their expressions, Owen imdiately knew that the mission hadn't gone as smoothly
as hoped.
When they saw Owen standing in the camp, they shuddered as if mice had spotted a cat, their
eyes full of fear and awe.
Earlier, when they had sneaked into the palace, they had witnessed Owen's battle prowess, particularly his enormous Dharma Form. Even from afar, they could feel its terrifying
pressure.
This only strengthened their resolve to never cross Owen and, above all, to never provoke him.
"Mr. Owen, while we managed to infiltrate Kyrik King's bedroom smoothly, unfortunately, we didn't find any clues about opening the Kyrik Mausoleum..." Henry said nervously and
uneasily.
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