"Yes, that does exist. But only a handful of people possess it," Professor Escanor answered.
"In the whole Primal Realm?" Aengus asked.
"Yes, indeed. The Laws of Fate and Destiny fall under the Supre Category as well, but they are rarely ntioned because of their extre rarity, much like the Ultimate Laws of Life and Death."
"I see..."
"Let's have a drink, sweetheart. You need it to relieve your stress," Professor Escanor said, noticing his daughter's apparent distress.
Aengus sat silently, deep in contemplation about his next moves. He knew he would have to leave soon. If they sohow discovered his true identity, it could create significant complications.
He was confident in defeating a World Dominator with ease. However, when it ca to Star Dominators, he wasn't entirely sure of their strength yet. And as for Nebula Powerhouses, they were simply out of the question for now.
But before leaving, he had to uncover the whereabouts of his wives.
After a while, Professor Escanor returned, carrying a bottle of refreshing wine.
Aengus took a sip and felt a soothing sensation course through his body, as though all his nerves were calming down. The drink was indeed effective in easing his tension.
With his mind refreshed, Aengus finally broached the topic he had been holding back.
"Um, Dad, do you think this could sohow be related to that Awakening Trial, from where those two native won ca back to this realm?" he asked hesitantly.
Hearing her call him "Dad," Professor Escanor's face lit up with joy.
"Oh? Why do you speculate that so suddenly, sweetheart?" he asked casually, setting his wine glass down.
"That... I heard so of my classmates talking about it. They ntioned that those two won might be using their devilish skills for that impossible task of stealing Law Cores from soone."
Professor Escanor's brows furrowed as he considered the possibility.
"Hmm, you might be onto sothing. One of those won did escape from Exalted Hexagon a few months ago, which should have been impossible. If she possesses such skills, it could very well be her doing. You've provided with a valuable lead, sweetheart. I'll investigate this angle further," Professor Escanor said with a smile, clearly pleased by what he perceived as his daughter's keen observation.
"Exalted Hexagon? Isn't he the sa old man who sent to that trial right under everyone's nose?" Aengus thought inwardly, his mind working hard.
"If this information is true, Bella or Aria might have escaped while the other one was kept by the old man. But what could his motive be?"
Though worried, Aengus felt so relief knowing that at least one of them might still be alive. From his brief interaction with the old man, he didn't seem inherently malicious.
Now that he had gathered the crucial pieces of information he needed, Aengus realized his next step was clear: finding the elusive Exalted Hexagon. However, if the old man truly was a Nebula Dominator, this would not be a simple task.
"Dad, do you know where Exalted Hexagon stays now?" Aengus asked, taking another sip of wine.
Professor Escanor's eyes narrowed sharply, glowing with the radiance of a golden clock that materialized in his vision.
Without warning, ti froze within a 20-ter radius. Everything was still, except for Aengus' thoughts, shielded by the Law Core of Ti residing in his body.
"Who are you, really?" Professor Escanor demanded, stepping closer, his gaze piercing. "My daughter never uses her right hand to drink. Her mother's strange beliefs ensured that habit."
A smirk almost crossed Aengus' mind as he analyzed the situation. He couldn't speak or move, but he could think clearly.
"You can't talk, can you? No matter. You'll pay the price for toying with my emotions," Professor Escanor hissed.
Gripping a dagger forged from rare temporal steel, he drove it into Aengus' chest, expecting it to pierce through.
Clang!
The blade shattered on impact, a deafening sound echoing through the frozen air.
Professor Escanor staggered back, his face etched with astonishnt. His hands trembled from the rebound force. A World Dominator, wielding an exceptional weapon, had failed to harm the figure before him.
"What... What are you?" he muttered, disbelief consuming him.
Before Escanor could gather his thoughts, the air particles crumbled.
Aengus activated Monarch of the Void, a power that rendered ti bindings irrelevant. Ti itself was but an elent within the Void, making it powerless before its primordial presence.
A void aura erupted around Aengus, devouring the frozen space and unraveling the ti constructs Escanor had so masterfully woven.
Professor Escanor instinctively stepped back, fear flooding his senses. The very fabric of space and ti began to distort and crumble as Aengus' ethereal, elusive, nothingness form expanded.
"What… What is this creature?" Escanor stamred, struck speechless by the corruption of reality unfolding before his eyes.
"Rewind! Rewind! Rewind!"
Professor Escanor desperately tried to manipulate ti, but his efforts were in vain. Everything around him rewound—except Aengus, who remained untouched, standing as if mocking ti itself.
"May we not et again, Professor. Goodbye," Aengus said coldly, his voice reverberating with a finality that sent chills down Escanor's spine.
With that, Aengus disappeared into the nothingness of the Void, leaving no trace behind.
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"What happened, Escanor?" the man demanded, his voice booming with authority.
"Dean... that creature... He's the culprit," Professor Escanor stuttered, still reeling from the encounter.
The Dean's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening. "Let catch him first. Then we'll talk."
Without waiting for a response, the Dean unleashed his power, becoming a fiery blur as he scoured the world with the speed and precision of the Law of Fire.
Like a blazing sun, the Dean's figure spun around the World of Tiamat, intent on finding even the faintest trace of the creature that dared infiltrate their sanctum.
The skies above the academy turned crimson, ablaze with the fiery essence of his wrath. Students and teachers looked on in awe and terror, alard by the Dean's fury and the scale of his search.
"The Dean is furious... What could have happened?" whispered a teacher.
"Who could have provoked such wrath?" another murmured.
Despite the Dean's imnse power and mastery, he was chasing a phantom. Aengus was no ordinary being—he was the Monarch of Void, an entity beyond the grasp of ordinary laws.
The Dean's relentless pursuit burned through the skies, yet Aengus had vanished into the void, leaving behind nothing but whispers of his presence. Catching him was nearly impossible.
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