"I never expected Your Majesty's strength to increase again... What a waste of this detector..."
Arost shook his head, sounding rather emotional.
He shifted his gaze from the shattered instrument panel and looked once more toward the shrine not far away.
Under the stimulation of the holy light radiating from Babayak, the shrine made of flesh and blood had begun to wither and blacken.
It was as though it had been scorched by invisible flames, wisps of green smoke rising from its surface.
The grotesque statue of flesh within the shrine had even covered its face with both claws, looking utterly terrified.
Yet Babayak had no intention of stopping. He continued increasing the output of his Talent Abilities and Authority.
He even reached out and pressed a hand against the statue's head.
The sizzling sounds of searing came one after another.
Just hearing them was enough to make one feel excruciating pain.
After this continued for roughly three minutes, the surroundings finally underwent a new change.
Flesh and blood churned and writhed, quickly forming a large hole in one of the sealed walls.
The inside of the hole was deep and dark, making it impossible to see where it led.
"It worked." Babayak withdrew his hand, his voice slightly excited. "The relic records were right. Life will seek a way out on its own. Even Divine Remains that have already lost their will can adapt when faced with a threat..."
"So..." Arost narrowed his eyes at the large hole in the wall. Full of vigilance, he retreated to Babayak's side and muttered, "The passage in the wall now actually leads outside?"
"Not yet, but soon." As Babayak answered, he reined in the holy light emanating from his body.
Without the contrast of the white light, the black fog lingering around