Chapter 1057: Evaline's Predicament

Chapter 1057: Evaline's Predicament



Meanwhile, for the umpteenth time, Evaline was dumbfounded by his words. However, as he finished speaking, her expression completely fell, staring at the warrior before her as if she had just seen a ghost.

"You can also utilize Vylkr energy like that?" Evaline stuttered, her lips trembling.

She glanced at his wrists again, and then her eyes wandered to his ankles. Seeing no bracelets there either, a cold chill ran through her body as everything became clear to her at that moment.

Paradise was filled with warriors capable of harnessing Celestial and Vylkr energy-each potent enough to triumph over any of their warriors!

This was the same force they had once believed they had a chance of defeating. Not even the Grade Two Runaway Cities had made her feel such oppressive might and mystery.

Orion nodded.

Evaline took a deep breath and asked, "What rank and grade is this art?"

"It's a Divine-ranked, High-grade art," Orion replied.

Evaline's eyes widened to their limit, her mind reeling as she processed his words.

A Divine-ranked, High-grade art!

Wasn't that something that only existed in myths and legends?

It was unbelievable! Even though she had stopped underestimating Paradise's heritage, Evaline realized how absurdly shallow her previous assumptions had been. The depth of what she had witnessed was far more profound than she could have imagined.

Her heart began to race, and she took deep breaths, trying to steady herself. As the dizziness subsided, an overwhelming reverence for Paradise and the warrior before her blossomed in her heart.

Another thought raced through Evaline's mind, spinning her thoughts again.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Evaline asked, her expression pale with fright, forming an amusing contrast to her words.

Orion remained silent.

Without a response, Evaline felt a mix of relief and nervousness. She exhaled deeply, trying to regain her composure, inwardly terrified of losing it again.

'Since it won't stop, then if I must perish, I will do so gladly,' Evaline decided before posing her next question.

"Given the current situation, can I learn more about your identity?" Evaline asked, her eyes fixed on the man before her.

Orion paused, considering his response. "I am Rion, a warrior from Paradise. I was dispatched to handle the brewing rebellion in the Trekking Flamingo Runaway City." He chose not to reveal his true identity as the Supreme Leader of Paradise.

Evaline only knew him as a warrior who had saved her life due to the information she had indirectly provided. She was now bound to him for the greater good of Paradise. Telling her more would serve no purpose and might only plunge her into further disbelief and delay her recovery date.

Even though he had the power to manipulate her thoughts and memories, he preferred not to do so unless absolutely necessary. If he had wanted to test the limits of the One-Winged Chains of Eternal Submission, he could have chosen someone from the captured- Orion's brow twitched as a sudden realization struck him. He had been so engrossed in the myriad of techniques he'd learned from Aerialia and so focused on keeping himself from straying into an unending abyss that he hadn't realized until now what he had overlooked. Orion quickly regained his composure and sent a message to Seth before turning his attention back to Evaline.

Evaline toyed with the words on her lips before finally nodding and meeting Orion's gaze.

"How would you prefer I address you?" Evaline asked.

"Rion will do just fine," Orion replied.

"Okay," Evaline replied with a nod. "Can I ask one more question?"

"Go ahead," Orion responded.

"Why didn't you use this divine art on the other leaders? With your strength and capabilities, there would be no challenge in controlling them and a few nobles as well," Evaline asked, her tone tinged with curiosity.

Author's Note: 'Rion,' as a Gaelic masculine name, means 'King.' The universe fell in place for this glorious revelation.