At this point, Ace was already approaching the middle stages of Rank 2.
This speed was absurdly fast.
Of course, after Michael's blood had fundantally transford Ace's body beforehand, combined with resources like spirit crystals obtained from the academy being poured into him afterward, such growth no longer seed entirely impossible.
Still, it remained terrifyingly fast regardless.
At the very least, within the cultivation world Li Yang originated from, Ace would absolutely be viewed as a monstrous genius capable of shocking countless sects and clans.
And unlike ordinary supernaturals of the sa rank, Ace was a cultivator.
This profession naturally made him significantly stronger than what his realm alone suggested.
Although he still might not be capable of defeating peak Rank 2 opponents directly in battle, escaping safely from them would not be difficult at all.
Most importantly…
Both Ace and Lyra currently housed fragnts of Michael's consciousness as well.
However, unlike the earlier servants inside the capital, those fragnts of consciousness were currently dormant and inactive.
If they had encountered any unexpected dangers or complications during their return journey, Michael's consciousness would have imdiately awakened through them and resolved the issue personally.
Fortunately, things never reached that level.
The previous two controlled humans had successfully completed the mission and safely brought everyone back.
Unfortunately, the mont those two ordinary humans used power far beyond what their bodies could naturally endure, their deaths had already beco inevitable.
Still, considering their final actions, this outco could also be regarded as retribution for everything they had previously done.
The first thing Michael did afterward was remove the fragnts of consciousness residing inside Ace and Lyra.
A faint ripple spread invisibly throughout the room.
Both Ace and Lyra imdiately stiffened briefly before their bodies visibly relaxed afterward.
The change was subtle.
However, Michael could clearly notice the difference almost instantly.
Even so, he said nothing about it.
Michael calmly looked toward the two of them for a brief mont before finally speaking.
"You've done well. Go rest."
"Yes, Master."
"Yes, Lord Mic."
The two answered imdiately without hesitation.
Soon afterward, Ace and Lyra quietly left the ruined office hall without asking any unnecessary questions.
Once they were gone, silence gradually returned to the room once more.
Michael's attention slowly shifted toward Arianne and Duke Evermoon.
He stood up slowly before walking closer toward them.
For several long seconds, Michael simply stared silently at the headless corpse lying upon the ground.
The room beca deathly silent.
Then slowly, Michael crouched down.
A faint ripple spread through the surrounding space.
The next mont, Arianne's corpse disappeared instantly from the ground before being transferred directly into the Damaged Coffin of the Forgotten.
After safely storing Arianne's body away, Michael finally turned his attention toward Duke Evermoon.
The old man's condition looked terrible.
The change was subtle.
However, Michael could clearly notice the difference almost instantly.
Although Ace had stabilized him sowhat during the journey back, the duke was still covered in injuries. His aura also appeared extrely weak and unstable.
However, after checking briefly, Michael discovered the situation was not quite as terrible as it initially appeared.
At the very least…
The old man was still alive.
That alone could already be considered fortunate.
Without wasting any ti, Michael slowly raised one hand.
Soft green light imdiately gathered around his palm.
Among Michael's undead legion, there were naturally many creatures possessing healing-related abilities.
Over ti, through repeatedly copying abilities from countless undead and contracted creatures, Michael himself had also gained access to a frightening number of support and recovery skills.
Soon, healing energy slowly covered Duke Evermoon's body completely.
The old man's injuries visibly began improving.
The bleeding gradually stopped.
The damaged flesh slowly repaired itself.
Even the chaotic fluctuations within his body stabilized sowhat under the effects of the healing spell.
Unfortunately…
Though the duke's physical condition improved considerably afterward, he still showed no signs of waking up.
Michael's eyes narrowed slightly in thought.
"Given his previous condition, it's obvious he was ntally tampered with sohow. I just don't know whether he's aware of his daughter's death or not."
After remaining silent for a mont, Michael suddenly disappeared from the office together with the duke's unconscious body.
A mont later, Michael reappeared inside his personal room within the manor.
Michael calmly walked toward the bed before gently laying Duke Evermoon's unconscious body down carefully.
Michael stood silently beside the bed for several monts afterward.
Then suddenly His body lightly shook.
Michael's expression changed slightly.
At the sa mont, a strange fluctuation spread faintly throughout his body.
The sensation itself was weak, but it still surprised Michael greatly because he had not expected to feel any noticeable feedback from a re Rank 3 advancent.
Then again…
Why had he not felt anything from Jester's advancent previously?
Was it because of the creature itself rather than the grade?
Michael's thoughts moved rapidly.
Yes.
Finally, after three entire days, Wisdom had successfully advanced into Rank 3 as an Epic-grade creature.
Several notifications instantly flashed past Michael's vision.
['Spatial Void Raven Owl' has successfully evolved into Abyssal Voidwing Owl.]
[Species Grade: Epic ★]
[Wisdom has levelled up to Level 64.]
Then, before Michael could even fully process those notifications, another panel suddenly appeared before him.
[The Epic Creature 'Abyssal Voidwing Owl' has gained a new trait.]
[Trait Acquired: Blessed by the Void]
[Blessed by the Void: A rare spatial blessing. Creatures possessing this trait naturally resonate with space itself, allowing them to interact with spatial energy with far greater efficiency and reduced strain.]
[Effect: Spatial abilities, spatial manipulation, spatial stability, spatial movent, and void-related skills gain 200% increased efficiency.]
Michael's pupils contracted slightly.
Even he could not help feeling surprised after reading the final line.
Two hundred percent.
That was absolutely not a small increase.
For creatures or abilities related to laws, percentages beca increasingly terrifying the higher one climbed.
After taking one final look toward Duke Evermoon, Michael instantly vanished from the room.
anwhile, back within the Lionheart Kingdom's capital, a heavy atmosphere filled the royal eting hall.
Inside the massive throne room, several important figures of the kingdom sat silently on both sides of the enormous chamber.
No one spoke casually.
Even the servants standing quietly near the walls lowered their heads nervously as if afraid breathing too loudly might attract unwanted attention.
At the very center of the room sat a woman upon the throne.
Princess Priscilla.
Her complexion looked even paler after the earlier incident at the flying port, and traces of exhaustion could still clearly be seen within her eyes.
However, despite that exhaustion, her expression remained cold and composed.
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