Auffa Country.
A grand light screen plummeted from the depths of the sky and enshrouded Prince Anglu entirely.
"Aaaaah—"
The prince let out a scream filled with agony.
The light screen wrapped around him, and a brooding, angry voice emerged:
"So, you still can't fully withstand my power?"
"I'm sorry, I might still need a little more time to adapt," the prince panted heavily.
With excitement, he asked, "Aren't we going to the Abyss of Sin Prison? Let's go, I've never been there before; it's a good occasion to check it out."
The grandiose, vast light screen fell silent.
"What's wrong?" the prince asked, puzzled.
The voice amid the dense light said, "We... can't go to the Abyss of Sin Prison for now."
"What happened?" the prince asked.
"Focus on controlling your nation. Although I control many people, your authority is still not stable. Moreover, you need time to grow and to better merge with my power," the voice responded.
