The god upon the holy throne suddenly opened its eyes, an awe-inspiring presence gleaming within its golden Vertical Pupils.
The Dragon Priests standing vigil near the holy throne immediately prostrated themselves, offering reverence to the god they served. Heragol, the highest-ranking Dragon Priest and the one closest to the throne, was no exception.
Only after a moment did the Dragon Priests hear the god's voice from above, seemingly carrying a faint sigh. "Only she could do this..."
"My Lord?" Heragol cautiously raised his head and looked toward the Dragon God above. "What happened?"
"You need not concern yourselves," Dragon God Enya said indifferently, sweeping her gaze over the trembling priests in the temple. Her tone held no fluctuation. "It has nothing to do with dragons."
A shriek came without warning.
Along with that unexplained scream, every piece of equipment in the hall displayed obvious abnormalities. The Magic Net Terminals began projecting bizarre lines and patterns incomprehensible to humans; call signals from across the Empire instantly piled into a tangled, chaotic mess; the energy supply system malfunctioned as well, and the lights began flickering violently—an invisible storm seemed to have suddenly swept through the entire Magic Net, whipping this vast system into turbulent waves.
The staff in the hall inevitably fell into a brief panic.
But the panic lasted less than two seconds. After a moment of astonishment, Gawain had already reacted. He shot to his feet, and an aura capable of soothing the mind spread outward. A knight skill from the Legendary realm covered the entire hall, forcibly restoring everyone to their calmest state. At the same time, Rebecca's voice rang out from the front of the hall: "Stay calm—every system, begin self-diagnostics immediately!"
Camil's voice soon followed from nearby. "First, confirm the condition of the building's Power Spine—is