Bam! Bam!
"Open the door!"
"Open the door!"
"Hey, stop. Can't you see it's locked? I don't think anyone lives here."
"No, don't stop. That thief is so cunning. He could be hiding anywhere. We can't leave any place unchecked."
Bang! Bang!
Lyra was sweating nervously inside as the people outside banged on the door, determined to break in.
If this continued, she would be caught and sent to the dungeons like her mother.
Her heart raced as she peeked through a crack in the window, searching anxiously for her savior.
Whoosh!
Plop!
Startled by the sudden noise, she instinctively turned around. There, to her immense relief, stood her unconscious mother alongside her savior.
"Mother!" Lyra exclaimed, rushing toward her with worry written all over her face.
"We don't have time for this little girl. Save the tears for now." Aengus said before grabbing her arm.
While Lyra was still stunned, Aengus acted swiftly, raising his hand to open a portal and leave the city.
With a stance as steady as a mountain, he aimed his attack at the almost-invincible barrier that sought to trap him.
"Voidbreaker Slash!"
With a roar that seemed to shake the heavens, Aengus swung his blade, unleashing the devastating skill that he got from Emperor Kairos.
"CREEEEEEEACCCCKKK!"
"BUZZZZZZZ!"
The translucent barrier groaned in defiance, but it was no match for Aengus's overwhelming might. At the point of impact, the very fabric of space itself fractured, revealing a terrifying void of eternal darkness. The void growled like a ravenous beast, emitting a horrific suction force that began devouring everything in its radius.
Aengus stood firm, his stats nearing 500,000, allowing him to resist the void's pull. But the surrounding environment was not as fortunate. Several unfortunate guards and buildings were dragged into the void, their screams swallowed by the unrelenting darkness.
As the rest of the city froze in shock, unable to comprehend the apocalyptic scene before them, Aengus acted swiftly. Shielding Lyra and her mother with his immense power, he disappeared into the night, leaving the devastation behind.
The cries of despair and the haunting presence of the void lingered as the once impenetrable trap shattered into nothingness.
The old Archbishop, Elyon, and the Saintess stood in stunned silence, their eyes fixed on the site of destruction. The void had consumed a vast area, leaving a massive, dark sinkhole spanning a radius of 3,500 meters, its edges shimmering ominously with residual chaotic energy.
Saintess Lumenaria quickly took action, her hands glowing with divine light as she channeled her energy to accelerate the natural healing of the Spatial Fabrics, the protective layer shielding the world of Creation from the endless Void.
"How... how did he break the Barrier of the Gods?" the Archbishop stammered, his voice heavy with disbelief. His aged eyes, filled with wisdom from decades of experience, failed to comprehend the magnitude of what they had just witnessed.
Elyon, the Light Hero, stepped forward, his expression grave. "Your Eminence, that... person is far beyond our current strength. Though I couldn't see his face clearly, I can say with certainty that he was male and someone who knows us—or at least, knows enough to exploit our defenses so perfectly."
The Archbishop's hands trembled, clutching his staff tightly.
Elyon continued, his gaze unwavering as he stared at the destruction. "And forgive my boldness, Your Eminence, but his power might even surpass yours. We should pray for 'their' intervention."