Seeing this, the other Royal Guards and Grand Knights valiantly charged into battle. The Second Hand assassins exchanged wry gazes as they became swarmed. To be honest, they were not even Perception Realms. Normally, with their strength as Fundamental Realm Master or Half-Perception Realm, they could handle nearly every kind of any mission. The ones that could not accomplished by them, their captain and vice-captain could. There were very few things that required Perception Realms! But… Right now, they were facing the combined force of forty Perception Realm knights. With their single digit number of assassins, it was easy to guess how their battle would end up.
As expected, in less five minutes, they were captured. Casualties were on both sides, although they were few. The regular guards and soldiers became astonished at the power of these knights! Against the Second Hand of the infamous Whispering Shadow, the assassins could offer no resistance! The gap between them was truly like heaven and earth. Captain Julian and Vice-captain Julie were in the same pitiful state. The combined power of the three strongest knights easily toppled the two. They could not even escape. As a last resort, they tried using that powdery poison, but the three knights saw through it instantly. They were able to negate the threat! Like that, the Second Hand was finally taken down.
The guard captain walked up, plastered on a fawning smile, and said, "Sir Winstin… Please understand that this was a coincidence. We have nothing to do with the villains just now."
Sir Winstin replied with a plain face. "We will discover that for ourselves." He directed his attention to the soldiers behind him. "Search the premises for Her Highness and Lord Wenmord! If anyone resists, capture them. If that's not possible, then you have my permission to kill!"
The soldiers saluted and began marching towards the estate when a massive aura surged in the mansion grounds! Its strength was so horrifyingly powerful and all-encompassing that everyone felt suffocated, even with the large distance. It was like an ocean appeared in the sky! They could see air visibly moving away from the epicenter like the center of a wild storm. The regular people started shaking, fainting, or foaming at the mouth! Many wanted to prostrate themselves to the unfathomable existence behind this power. Sir Winstin, Sir Sebastian, and Lady Valentina turned serious and unsheathed their weapons. With their Martial Perception, they could accurately gauge the gap between them and this new foe. It was… truly unbelievable!
Has this person surpassed Perception Realm? Sir Winstin thought incredulously.
Although he was close to Half-Instinct Realm, close was relative. He was stuck at the peak of Perception Realm for a decade now and he felt no closer to that final step! No matter how he trained, he could not advance his strength further. It felt like he plateaued already. The mere thought made him gloomy. Admittedly, with his duties as a Royal Guard and Protector, his training time dwindled to a small fraction of what it was. But even then, making that final step into Half-Instinct Realm seemed impossible! And then there was the larger hurdle of stepping into Instinct Realm…
Truth be told, he never met an Instinct Realm warrior, so he wondered if it was possible to begin with. The Alzar Kingdom had not seen the emergence of an Instinct Realm warrior for over a century. He wondered if they were fairy tales! Yet, once he felt the enormous aura weighing down on him, he realized that this was the legendary Instinct Realm! He looked toward the blue light in the distance and desire burned in his eyes. Sir Sebastian, Lady Valentina, and the other Perception Realms were also torn between fear, amazement, and longing.
Even toward people as far away as Castle Reinhard or Algard's city center, they felt a strange oppression. It was incredibly minor, such that most people would not acknowledge it. They might shrug it off and move on with their day. But it did exist like a heavy mood swirling above the city! It weighed down on everyone's mind and made everyone feel unpleasant in some way. The more acute people scratched their heads and wondered. Why was this happening? Such a thing had never happened before! If it were daytime, they could look up and see… clouds were fleeing from the Lannisail Household! In a matter of seconds, the sky cleared. Indeed, this was Sword King Sin Quelldown's power… the might of an Instinct Realm!
As quickly as it came, it left. The aura vanished without a trace! Sir Winstin and the others were drenched in cold sweat. Those brief seconds were torture to them. It was a level of power that no one could contend against! Should this existence decide to kill them, it would be as easy as killing a fly. They had lost control over their lives! Because of that, they subconsciously wanted to flee. Despite their duty to the kingdom and honor as knights, they could never override that basic survival instinct. It existed in every living creature! Forget the First Hand, to make these proud Royal Guards think of fleeing as well, it was easy to see the enormous difference between Perception Realm and Instinct Realm! Of course, their surprise would be second to what came next… Elizabeth would singlehandedly top everything!
Returning to the present, Lord Wenmord was standing in front of Elizabeth with a thoughtful expression. He was holding her bow, Whiteangel, that beautiful white longbow with angelic wings. This timeless artifact appeared unblemished from the filth of the mortal world. It could truly be hailed as a work of art! A masterpiece! Originally, it was given to her by her mother, Sonae Nor. Alongside the Holy Reingolian Medallion, they were the only memorabilia that Elizabeth had of her birth parents. Elizabeth believed that the mysterious power that she displayed in the last battle with the emperor originated from this weapon. Try as she might, she could never unlock its secrets. However, who was Lord Wenmord? There were almost zero secrets in front of his eyes!
His finger grazed the translucent crystal as he thought, This… This is not technology that should exist in this land.
Like a caveman suddenly learning how to smelt ores and craft an iron sword, it was simply impossible to believe that this bow came from here. Despite the belief that humanity was a prospering and powerful race, the truth could not be further. In fact, it would be considered wilderness on the world scale. There was nothing special about it at all! Yet, the technology used to craft the Whiteangel bow hailed from a higher power. It had to be from an elite civilization, if not a superpower! These elite civilizations or superpowers… They were the true apex rulers of the entire world! Any one of them could easily exterminate humanity!
Therefore, the mystery became the Whiteangel bow became a bit peculiar, but Lord Wenmord was not too concerned with it. At his level, weapons on that caliber were common. He could not detect any irregularity that made it unique. Instead, his attention turned to the person who owned the bow, Elizabeth! This weapon might not mean much to him, but to humanity, if its power were fully unlocked, the bow could dominate over the human world! Elizabeth could rise to become the absolute overlord! That was how powerful a weapon that this Whiteangel bow was. For her to own it, there had to be a special reason behind everything.
He tossed the bow aside like common trash and walked towards her. With his extraordinary perception, he could accurately tell her physical state. Her bodily mastery was around the level of a Fundamental Realm Adept, nothing special. However, her magical mastery was actually High Condensed Drop! High Condensed Drop Core Level… What did that represent? Low Condensed Drop was the threshold for the Ten Dawns, the strongest Arcanists underneath the Conquestian! Using the Torrential Blizzard spell, Nassandra and Tengon were able to cleave through an entire battlefield!
Meanwhile, the publicly acknowledged strongest Arcanist was the Conquestian. He was the Protector of the entire Zino Kingdom! According to rumors, he was trying to reach High Condensed Drop. Now that Elizabeth revealed a power superior to him, who would not be surprised? No one would believe it! Yet, the truth was for all to see. Lord Wenmord would not be fooled. Otherwise, how could she cast spells so easily? Because her foundation was already established! Then, it became expected that she could perform the training spell, Stone Shard, with abnormally high killing potential. A sponge could kill if it were thrown with enough force! The same logic applied here.
It is abnormal for a desolate place like this to produce someone as strong as her. If I'm correct, then she must belong to a higher power! Lord Wenmord narrowed his eyes. The question is… Which one? And why?