The familiar shape of the crown made Angel freeze.
Naturally, he was no stranger to this crown. Eliza had once asked him to make a replica of it. Every measurement, every detail, even every jewel and every pattern—Angel remembered them all with perfect clarity!
This crown was none other than the Crimson Sovereignty!
The reason Yurika had been wanted by the Guman King, why she had fled to this Magic-Ban Island, and why Xius had pursued her here... all of it had begun with the Crimson Sovereignty.
The Crimson Sovereignty was a mysterious object, a treasured relic that had sustained the Guman Kingdom for so many years!
Even now, Angel did not know what this mysterious object did. The moment he saw the crown appear in Yurika's palm, intense vigilance rose in his heart.
The power of mysterious objects had never followed reason.
A strange smile curled across Yurika's lips as the crown in her palm began to blaze with crimson light.
Angel instinctively wanted to retreat, but before he could even move, a beam of red light shot out from the crown in Yurika's hand and rushed straight at him.
Angel saw only a surge of blood-red light before his eyes. Faintly, he heard Xius shouting in his ear, "Yurika, stop!"
Angel's mind became a muddled blank. He could not remember what he had done. His vision went white, and he fell from the air.
Dazed and muddleheaded, the world was steeped in darkness.
Slaughter, flashing blades, battlefields, smoke of war... all manner of bloody, horrifying scenes, accompanied by shrill, piercing laughter, flooded backward into his mind.
Angel felt as though he were struggling helplessly in a mire, but it was useless. Negative energy had already begun invading his mind.
He seemed to see, not far away, a