A deep dread filled the minds of Ken and Hellen, threatening to overpower their thinking capacity.
Just staying in the entity’s vicinity brought pressure unto their souls, as if it was a suppression from a higher being.
Never had the two of them felt this way. Not even when they were around Calix did they feel this way.
Their boss Calix was supposed to be one of the strongest of humanity, no one knew this yet, but they did.
How was the existence before them vastly stronger than boss Calix?
It was like the universe itself was threatening them to bow, to kneel in the presence of a superior being.
The runes on the cloak of existence glimred faintly, each of those felt like they commanded a certain law of the universe.
The golden crown on the entity’s head kept glittering, pulsing faintly in the darkness, as if it was a symbol of supre authority.
As the two of them stood rooted in their place, Ken finally mustered up the courage and asked,
"Who are you?"
Eryndor smirked within his hood. With a changed voice, he spoke.
"I’ve long forgotten my na. Now I just have a title people call by."
He had already prepared an answer.
Before he even spoke, as if the universe itself had anticipated his answer, the very fabric of reality trembled.
Invisible threads of fate quivered, resonating with an unspoken truth, and ripples spread across the vast tapestry of space-ti.
A silent wave rattled through the unseen currents of existence, carrying his title before it ever left his lips—as if the cosmos had long awaited this mont.
"Singularity."
As soon as he declared his title, tremors shot through the threads of existence, the Entities residing inside the Forbidden Voids each had different reactions.
So were confused, so were excited, so were indifferent, so were nervous, while so cowered in fear.
Ken and Hellen felt their minds go abuzz as they bore the impact of his title.
For a mont, they forgot who they were, what they were here for, who the person beside them was, everything.
It was as if they were unworthy of even comprehending the title, with their identity being a price, a punishnt, for even trying to interpret it.
Then it all ca back, except the na.
"I am sorry, I didn’t hear you."
Hellen asked with a nervous expression. They didn’t realize what happened just now.
"Singularity."
This ti, the na didn’t evoke anything, settling itself safely into their minds.
Their confidence was a lot lower than when they had just arrived.
Eryndor didn’t know what had transpired just now. He calmly asked his first question.
"What do you know about Liliana?"
For the next few minutes, they talked about everything Eryndor already knew, and so other information which he didn’t find useful.
Eventually, he caught sothing interesting as Ken was speaking about her.
"Boss Calix had never been wrong when judging people, and he had always told us that Liliana will never be our enemy. That she’ll never betray humanity."
That’s an interesting opinion.
Eryndor wasn’t naive enough to only assu his own findings as absolute truth.
Sotis other people’s opinions were also truths he would consider and include in his own calculations.
Last ti he had considered Paulina’s narration of Rodrick’s plot, and he had assud that to be true.
Recently, he considered Valentina’s opinion, and stumbled onto the fact that Lucian might not be who he had been thinking about.
ntally noting that point, Eryndor carefully kept listening, until he stumbled upon another interesting fact.
It was still Ken speaking.
"Liliana had brought a Mystical Artifact with her from the Sinclair family when she joined the team with Lucy."
Hellen added onto that.
"It looks like a bracelet, we don’t know what it does, how it’s activated or any information about it. Calix wasn’t interested in knowing so we never investigated or pressed Liliana for it."
This might definitely co in handy.
Eryndor ntally noted this as well.
The next few seconds he ca across uninteresting information, before they finally stopped.
Now, he got to the main topic.
"Tell about Calix."
Just like the last ti, Eryndor only bothered to rember the interesting parts.
Calix was an honest, hardworking man. A straightforward personality with a good soul.
He wouldn’t give up as long as there was the smallest chance left. He would keep trying as long as he believed there was ti.
Eryndor also found that Calix was stronger than what the world believed. Everyone thought he was at stage seven of the Telepath realm, which was the second level of the ntalist power system.
This was the sa as Liliana, who was at stage seven of the Qi condensation realm.
However, in reality, he was at stage eight of the Telepath realm.
When they were finished telling him everything, Eryndor furrowed his brows. Tilting his head, he asked.
"That’s all?"
He used Telekinesis to put so pressure on their skulls.
"This is about your life, Calix’s life, about humanity’s battle with the Outer Domains. Don’t leave out anything."
Clutching her head with her hands, Hellen cried out loud, "Wait wait, there’s more."
Feeling the pressure go off, she put down her hands and gazed at the existence before her with fear in her heart.
Was her big brother’s life really under threat?
She didn’t know it yet, but her subconscious mind automatically assud that an entity as unfathomable as the one before them wouldn’t have lied for sothing as small as a human’s life.
She spoke with so hesitation, not caring how tightly guarded this secret was. What use was this if her big bro died?
"Big brother has an innate ability which he never told anyone. If the ability ever got out, he suspected that so people might not let him live.
"It is sothing related to managent. The more people he has under him, the stronger he will be. I don’t know the specifics of this ability."
When she finished saying it, even Ken was surprised, showing how tightly Calix had hidden this secret.
Eryndor’s breath was caught in his throat as he heard this ability. Of course, his deanor didn’t betray anything, but he was extrely surprised internally.
This might solve so doubts.
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