A chilling voice echoed throughout the cavern.
“SO THAT’S HOW IT IS…”
The ominous voice boomed, causing a cold gust to stir up a cloud of diamond dust. Everyone felt a sudden drop in the temperature. In an instant, the group became much more alert and stepped into their Elemental Realm.
A golden aura appeared around Brendel and the female dragon; Shitah’s was silver; Veronica was surrounded by a shade of green; the Ash Sword Saint’s silhouette was grey; the air around Shia was tinted a lightning blue; meanwhile a pale white glow emanated from Medissa.
But it was all useless.
The freezing gale picked up speed, distorting and dispelling the Lines of Laws. “This is-!” Brendel heard Veronica’s trembling voice as well as the Ash Sword Saint’s bewildered gasp. Before their very eyes, Marsha’s law was crumbling from the might of the natural world’s shallowest force. The howling wind was tinted white from the ice particles in the air, forming white currents of freezing winds that blew past everyone. It was as if time had slowed down, their movements and their thoughts became sluggish.
Feeling his eyelids getting heavier, Brendel struggled to keep his eyes open. In that instant, he could feel a familiar power. It was the Bronze Breath, originating from the natural world’s most primal and majestic force.
All of a sudden, the blizzard swallowed everything around Brendel. The only thing visible was the Frost Knight King standing nearby liike a statue, unmoving and unspeaking. Everything else, including Brendel’s companions, were nowhere to be found.
Time took on a new meaning for Brendel. He could see the ancient iceberg start to melt, as if time had been dilated. All around them, the environment shifted. Mountain rose up and the ground beneath sank, forming into a valley, complete with forests and lakes. Then, it became the shoreline where a new sea met the land. In the blink of an eye, the scene had changed to another one of a lush plain teeming with life.
That instant had already become an eternity.
The iceberg was already a thing of the past. In front of Brendel was a scene akin to the colors of flames. Red and orange hues reflected in the sky by the golden sun setting in the west, giving off a warmth that nurtured the swaying grass under their feet.
It was dawn. The grass rustled in the soft breeze.
“So that’s how it is.” Seibers’s tone was relaxed and nonchalant, as if there was no meaning to his words.
Brendel felt his body relax, finally regaining his motor functions. However, he stood rooted to the spot, trying to comprehend the view in front of him. He knew this place. The entire location was not real, nor had he been brought back in time. This was the Ultimate Realm. He could tell because of the magical energy that was present all around him. In the blink of an eye, Seibers had pulled him into his realm right before Brendel’s companion’s eyes. In this lifetime, it
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