Imdiately after Eren had received his remaining Sin Series Marks,
A bit away from the battlefield between the two kingdoms. The distinct sounds of spell castings and tal clashings could be heared in the distance.
a small group comprised of Eliza, Leela, Layla, and Reen stood upon a solitary mountain peak. Thanks to Layla's ticulous preparations, they had concealed their presence so as not to alert the Sages from either side.
Eliza's Soul Sense projection observed the battle with an impassive countenance. Yet, a glint of curiosity and anticipation glead in her eyes, revealing her enjoynt of the spectacle. This, despite the fact that her true body was ensconced safely behind the group within a secure runic array formation. She stood on the precipice of death, but her aura remained as vibrant as it had in her pri.
"Hehehe," Eliza chuckled as she witnessed the Rankers on both sides fighting with unwavering determination. "They do struggle like pigs," she remarked nonchalantly before turning her gaze to Layla, who was positioned to her left.
"Is it just , or has the caliber of Rankers in this era declined sowhat?" Eliza queried aloud. Layla, the Little Witch, responded with casual agreent.
"You're quite astute, Master. While there are indeed so above-average Rankers in this era, the Rankers in general simply don't asure up to the Rankers we had during your ti. Those were an entirely different breed."
"You know," Eliza began with a sigh, "I was starting to think that I would..." Her casual conversation with Layla ca to an abrupt halt when she sensed sothing amiss.
"Hmm? There's... sothing going on with my castle," Eliza could feel that unsettling events were unfolding within her Purgatory. Her eyes widened in surprise as the sensation intensified, signaling that her castle had been reduced to rubble.
"Who... who could have—" Layla was on the verge of erupting in anger at the perpetrator responsible for demolishing their ho. But, in the next instant, she felt sothing far more ominous. The Spatial Boundary she had established to create her Purgatory had vanished.
"My... My Purgatory... soone has detroyed it," Eliza mumbled in disbelief, montarily too shocked to beco incensed. Layla was about to inquire further, but in the next mont, she too sensed it.
A physically subtle yet ntally overpowering form of suppression swept across the entire region before advancing. It was akin to soone playing a piercing and jarring instrunt near one's ears that made the lisnters' brain buzz before moving on to do the sa to the remaining audience.
An ominous mana pluse radiated in all directions, causing even the forces of Edinburgh and Layos to co to a standstill. Suspicion hung heavy in the air as they regarded their adversaries, fearing that the Sages from the opposing side had initiated so form of action.
The climate underwent a sudden and drastic transformation, plunging the region into an eerie twilight. The earth quaked and fissured, while tumultuous mana storms swirled above, all indicating that sothing of colossal magnitude was unfolding nearby, within a world startlingly close to their own.
The surge of infernal energy also had repercussions for the World-Encompassing Array.
This influx triggered the defensive chanism of the array formation, exerting a asure of control over the demonic energy surge. However, in the process, the array formation sustained so damage. While it possessed self-repair chanisms, the weakening would persist for a considerable duration due to this incident.
***
"Unbelievable," Layla murmured, her gaze fixed on her Master. She discerned that Eliza was contemplating the sa notion.
"Could... could it be him?" Layla inquired, her expression a mix of doubt and trepidation. Both she and Eliza had foreseen the possibility of Eren visiting the Purgatory once Eliza had vacated it. They were aware that Eren sought to acquire additional Sin Series Marks, and the Seven-Headed Serpent Statue had been one of his primary targets in recent years.
"It seems likely," Eliza responded, her tone heavy with gravity. She squinted, her gaze seemingly piercing through the low-hanging gray lightning clouds above that had been rapidly gathering.
"The destruction of my Purgatory and the arrival of this worldwide on can hardly be coincidental. It appears that he succeeded in obtaining more Sin Series Marks from the statue," Eliza concluded as she keenly sensed the sudden surge of infernal energy coursing through the world of Anfang.
As a Sin Series Marks holder, she possessed acute sensitivity to infernal energy. Moreover, she had implented asures within her Purgatory to keep her inford about its status even when absent.
She could discern that Eren had not only razed everything within her Purgatory and obliterated the Spatial Boundary but also unleashed a severe mana storm across the entire region—one potent enough to even threaten her. Eliza understood that Eren couldn't have singlehandedly orchestrated such a phenonon. His actions had set in motion a chain reaction of events.
***
"Didn't I tell you, Master. That man is utterly unpredictable. I... I should have..." Layla's voice trembled under the mounting oppressive force. Eliza gently shook her head, interrupting her.
"It's not your fault. You've done everything within your power," Eliza assured her, her expression grave as she patted Layla's head, her fingers tenderly brushing through her hair.
"In fact, we've all done what we could. That boy was going to do sothing like this anyway. So what if he is a bit special? It changes nothing for or the Lazarus Project.
I'm just thinking how many Sin Series Marks he acquired to trigger such an influx of infernal energy. Could it be two? Or perhaps three? Or maybe even more than I possess?" Eliza mused aloud.
Layla's eyes widened in astonishnt. "That's impossible," she exclaid, unable to contain her imdiate reaction.
"Master, your bestownt of three Sin Series Marks was already a rarity, setting you apart even among the gifted Rankers of our ti. How could soone like... like Eren... surpass you?
I... I can't accept this. Him acquiring two or three Sin Series Marks is already a miraculous feat for him. It can't be more than you."
The Little Witch argued, though her words seed aid more at herself than at Eliza.
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