The moment the hive shattered, the magical bees formed from condensed mana also collapsed one after another, reverting to their most primitive form of mana and dissipating into the air.
Matilda and Sophia, the two A-Rank Valkyries of the Phosphor Sand squad, finally escaped the plight of being chased everywhere by a small portion of the swarm and were able to catch their breath.
For someone as powerful as Durandal, even if the hive released its entire swarm, it would amount to nothing more than insignificant harassment.
Yet just a small portion of that swarm was enough to make Matilda and Sophia, the two Valkyries, struggle to move forward, even coming to a complete standstill.
Such was the cruelty of the supernatural world. Determination was worthless before an overwhelming gap in strength.
Schicksal Floating Island.
Seated in a high-backed chair, Otto gazed at the massive projection of Earth before him. The wineglass in his hand swayed gently beneath the lights, making faint clinking sounds.
He leisurely took a sip of wine, then turned toward Amber beside him.
"Amber, what do you think of this mysterious person's origins?"
"Based on the available intelligence, I cannot provide an answer."
Like a robot, Amber lowered her head and answered respectfully.
"Indeed, based on the information currently available, I cannot accurately determine this mysterious person's origins either."
Otto nodded lightly, a thoughtful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
He took another sip of red wine and continued.
"However, I believe that as time passes, we will certainly uncover more of his secrets."
He set down his glass, his gaze growing profound.
"After all, everyone leaves traces behind. So long as he continues to act, Schicksal will certainly find clues leading to him."
Amber said nothing. She merely stood silently to one side,