The familiar thunderbolts struck down once more, and everything seemed no different from before.
But this time, through the perception of a divine vassal race before its death, the Priest suddenly realized that the four people's auras had not dissipated. Instead, they had traveled far away.
What method did they have to conceal themselves, one that could even evade the secret realm's self-defense system?
This was absolutely bad news. He sensed an abhorrent aura from them. If he allowed those little mice to run wild through the secret realm, they might bring about unforeseen variables.
Regretting his decision to let them enter so easily, the Priest no longer hesitated. He immediately ordered all the Heretic Cultists present to enter the secret realm and make sure to eliminate the people who had just slipped inside.
Although he could vaguely sense that the secret realm's energy was already like a candle flickering in the wind, he did not intend to wait any longer. Even at the cost of tremendous losses, he had to obtain the Key of Revelation as soon as possible.
At the same time, he checked on the situation regarding the attacks on the many noble descendants at the base of the High Tower, only to find that it was no less grim.
Although many had been attacked, there were still quite a few survivors. The participants in the Temporary Alliance were truly formidable, including two princes and a princess of the royal family, as well as several descendants of the Empire's major families.
These genuine heirs of powerful families could not have their combat strength measured merely by their levels as Professionals.
They might ordinarily have been reluctant to use them, but this was clearly a life-or-death moment. The various high-rank single-use Magical Artifacts in their hands were being