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Gin walked up to the cell where Guissepo was ‘housed’ along with the other Purity Knights as well as Silrat.

On reaching it, he stared down the cultist who could barely raise his head to glare at him and scoffed, his temperament shifting from the usual polite and well-mannered Knight into a bringer of judgement and disdain.

“Why do you even bother when at every turn you will be thwarted anyway?” Gin said to Guissepo with a voice that dripped of nothing but contempt. “Your plans do nothing but fail in each Era. Give up already. Even this recent one will be stopped soon.”

Naturally Guissepo couldn’t answer the question as he didn’t have the strength to but his eyes showed the burning fervour he had to at least burn away at the contempt he was receiving.

Nothing brought him more rage that these entitled Knights in his eyes that believed they were so much better than him and what he stood for!

‘Thwarted?! My extravagant brethren are still causing havoc all around Feinheath as we speak! And even now, you are oblivious to what’s coming!’ Guissepo defended himself.

Gin shook his head.

Everyone could feel the palpable emotion that was raging within Guissepo but they could care less.

“Can we borrow these chains? I’m sure he has a whole lot more up his sleeve if we afford even the slightest bit of leeway for him. While we have our own binds, they do not do well with others of different kinds,” Gin said to Silrat while referring to chains that held Guissepo.

The Association branch head nodded without hesitation.

“Of course. We were planning on sending him off in the same way he’s bound now. Though, I must ask. Given the fact that we gave quite the detailed assessment of this man’s power, how come the Purity only sent Knights below the Master Stage? Not to disparage your strength, of course but I’m merely curious,” Silrat questioned._.

Gin wore a polite smile as he answered.

“I see why you’d question it. We are quite conscious of this in fact. A Master Stage specialist could have accompanied us but after your report, many Purity Knights have been deployed to help in the search for these cultists as that young man prescribed. Escorting a bound man even at his Stage doesn’t require too much firepower since the Purity supplemented us with high grade equipment for possible raids along the way.”

“I see,” Silrat said with a nod before walking ahead and waving his hand at the cell which made the bars rise up, clearing a way to pass through.

Several of the Purity Knights that came with Gin walked forward to grab Guissepo.

Typically, the waving gesture used to remove the bars would also cancel the suppression effects of the cell and in this case, the chains that wrapped around Guissepo were meant to ensure his continued powerlessness even without the cell’s effect.

The cultist hatefully looked at Gin as he was grabbed on both sides.

Such an end was ridiculous.

The acknowledgement he had failed to attain gnawed at his chest and made this entire situation even more infuriating for him.

Yet, there was nothing he could do but accept the inevitable.

‘I amounted to nothing much in the end. How extravagantly disappointing. Ah…at least I will now join the others who have already descended before me…’ Guissepo thought.

He could only give up at this point and wait for the eternal peace he admired.

That was… until he felt something peculiar.

He suddenly felt like he was being watched.

With his inability to raise his head and look around, this only served to make him anxious, but only for a moment, as soon, a familiar presence registered in his senses.

A familiar presence indeed.

It was Primus energy!

Highly concentrated Primus with a signature he knew all too well…

From the corner of his eye, he spotted something appearing as he was being taken away.

It was…

A large purple eye!

It sprang forth within the cell and gazed intently at him, its singular pupil quivering as it focused on his body!

The sensation it gave was… unnerving but…

Within the millisecond that Guissepo stared into the eye that had just appeared, he saw many things.

He saw many profound things that enlightened his soul.

He felt things within it that rejuvenated his faith.

A vast experience that no one was aware of within less than a moment!

‘Master Boron…?’ Guissepo thought as he was lost in his own reality, tears streaking from his eyes.

It was evident that no one could see this eye but him.

Yet…

Something else appeared that everyone else witnessed.

This thing put everyone on guard, causing their eyes to grow wide!

It replaced the giant eye as it merely spawned within the cell with a grand intensity that lacked transition, staff in hand and with an extraordinary amount of mana roaring from its body!

***

A minute before…

Tulnas oversaw the mercenaries being taken somewhere to recover as he tried to focus his senses in order to pinpoint where the threat could be.

He was positive that whatever these things were would be here soon.

Or perhaps they already were.

“Prepare yourself, Festos. I think whatever these things will be here any moment,” Tulnas said as he moved away, thinking that perhaps he should tell the mercenaries in the Guilds Association.

Skullius squinted his eyes before looking up where the sky had turned dark.

Even though there were lights everywhere within the city, giving much needed luminance, Skullius was focused on something else.

‘It’s night. I can’t afford to stay here. If I suddenly revert back into my Penetrator form, I might flesh myself. For now…’ Skullius slowly backtracked as simultaneously, he called. “Come on.”

Immediately, an ethereal robe smothered his figure, around the neck, tiny bones being seen for a split second as they clutched onto each other to ensure that the robe was a comfortable fit.

Skullius continued to walk backwards without Tulnas noticing him, the Discount Human’s presence having suddenly eased out of his senses as he anxiously prepared for an assault.

Skullius disappeared into the shadows, his presence evaporating altogether.

Tulnas was about to send word to his Guild when he suddenly to see that Skullius was gone.

“Huh?”

The moment he turned towards what had been Skullius’ earlier position, a powerful activation of mana registered in his advanced senses at the same time!

The Tamer gave up on the issue with Skullius and focused on this threatening appearance!

‘I knew it!’ Tulnas thought as he turned to the direction of this surge of power!

It was a distance away, near the Guilds Association building!

A mist appeared with a grey hue which then went on to cover a vast portion of the area surrounding the building!

The people in the streets panicked and they were right in doing so as what emerged from this mist was a multitude of unforgiving masses of chaos!