Ramiun had been waiting for Elisi to take action for a really long time. Now that he heard about her making a move, he became even more relaxed.
"That woman… She thought she could blackmail me. She doesn't know; I'm a poisonous snake. Offend me, and you only get death."
"Now, she will do my work for me, and I will harvest the benefits. As for the punishment, she would get it. Just perfect..."
"Did you make sure she destroyed the letter?" he asked the person in the back.
"Yeah. I also retrieved the torn pieces. She has no proof about getting any letter from you."
"Good. Keep an eye on her and keep giving me updates. Make sure she doesn't find out. I want to know the moment she infiltrates that place."
"Will do so." The figure disappeared as silently as it came.
*****
"If you didn't know I am here, then why are you here?" Lucius inquired.
He thought that Castiel was here to stop him. But if he didn't even know that he was back, then what could be the reason for his arrival here?
"I'm here to free Atlan." Castiel declared. "When I woke up, I came to know of him being captured. His daughter told me everything and asked for my help. I promised her that I'm going to help her."
Atlas knew that Castiel never broke his promise. He was sure that everyone would know that. The only thing which could make Castiel help Atlan was if he had promised anyone. If not, there was no way Castiel would've helped someone like Atlan.
"His daughter?" Lucius was just as shocked as Lilith had been when she heard about the news.
Until now, even he thought that it was impossible for one of them to have a child. But if Castiel was speaking in, then there was the possibility of it being true. Even Castiel would've made up such an absurd lie.
Moreover, since he had gone to slumber before Atlan, he didn't know what happened after he slept. It was possible that Atlan actually found a way to have a daughter.
The news of Atlan being captured wasn't even as shocking for him as the news about the daughter.
"Whatever. This isn't the time to talk about that. If you're not here to stop me, then do as you please. I won't stop you. I will do what I'm here for. You do what you're here for."
Atlas needed Lucius' key fragment as well, but for now, he focused on Atlan's fragment. If Lucius was going to handle the battle here, he didn't need to worry about anything. In fact, he didn't even feel that he would need to help Lucius. It was also perfect for him. It saved him some time.
However, even though he was allowed to go ahead, he didn't. He folded his arms. "Are you sure you don't need my help to handle them?"
He knew if he went ahead, he would be attacked first. Maybe Lucius thought that those attacks weren't anything for him, but with Lucius behind him, Atlas didn't want to face those attacks.
Even if he were to come out of those attacks unaffected, that would have the risk of exposing his identity. The only solution was to make Lucius attack first, and what better way than to taunt him a bit?
Seeing Castiel offer his help, Lucius' expressionless face twitched uncontrollably in irritation. Was this guy really looking down on him, thinking he couldn't handle the Franc Clan mages alone?
He raised his hand high in the sky. Once again, a similar formation circle appeared above his hand, which was completely identical to the strange mark on the back of his hand.
'A spell? No, it's not a spell. It's...'
Noticing the mark on the back of Lucius' hands, Atlas noticed that he had the same Mark on the back of his hand. There were only a few minor differences. It was probably something that all the Progenitors had in common.
From the illusory formation, a Majestic Sword came flying, shooting high in the sky, before landing on the feet of Lucius. The tip of the sword penetrated the ground as the sword stood straight.
Lucius grabbed the hilt of the Sword, pulling it out of the ground.
Just the aura of the Sword in itself was more majestic than any aura Atlas ever felt before. It was multiple times more powerful than their own auras. It also felt a bit demonic.
As soon Lucius held the hilt of the sword, a beautiful golden flame surrounded the blade of the heavy sword, making it look even more magical.
Atlas also stated at the mark on the back of his hand. 'Does my mark also contain a Sword?'
*****
Inside the cell, Lilith was lying on the ground, unconscious.
Atlan glared at Yovana. "So I was right. It was you... Couldn't you make a better story than being my daughter? It's such an absurd story; I don't even know how you made anyone fall for it."
"The more absurd the story, the easier it is to fool someone. You should know, little one. Since you were the first one who fell for my lies." Yovana smirked, lightly patting the cheeks of Atlan.
"A hundred years... I've waited for a hundred years to get to you, and finally, I'm here."
"Hmm?" She sensed the aura of Lucius' sword. "I must say, even I didn't expect Lucius was going to be here. If I were just a minute late, all my plans would've been spoiled. Too bad he's late."
Atlan smirked. "You still haven't stopped thinking about your plan, have you? You know it's never going to succeed. It's a futile effort."
"Hmm?" Yovana licked her lips. "You seem quite happy for someone who's about to die."
"If I had a coin for every time I heard those words, I would've been so rich." Atlan lazily responded. "Why does everyone keep forgetting? We can't die. What's the worst thing you can do? Torture me? Well, join the queue."
"Don't worry. I didn't forget about your immortality. I know that quite well, but I also know more than you think. You might be Immortal, but you aren't invincible. After I succeed, you will see what death really looks like. Until then, I'll need you to be silent."
Yovana took off her pendant, which she claimed to be a bloodline suppression pendant. Under her control, the pendant started shining and expanding into a much sharper object.
Atlan couldn't move. He could only watch as Yovana stepped closer to him. She stabbed the sharp object in the chest of Atlan. The pendant kept entering deeper and deeper into the heart of Atlan before completely disappearing from the view outside. Only the chain of the pendant was left, hanging outside.