[Upper World.]
[At the Entrance of the Soul Secret Realm.]
WHOOSH!!
The air around the Soul Secret Realm's gate shrieked as a massive, swirling red gateway—a portal of high-level dimension magic—suddenly ripped open. Precious, Elara, Ethan, and Thomas, along with the seventy-strong mercenary group guarding the entrance, instantly spun around, their eyes fixed on the phenomenon.
"Stay alert," Elara commanded, drawing her God-rank sword. Her resolve was absolute: Sunny had given them a simple mission—guard the gate—and she would execute it, even against a vastly superior foe. Their only advantage was the sheer power of their divine-grade equipment, which offered a sliver of hope against higher-order enemies.
A slender, high-heeled foot stepped out of the swirling vortex, followed by a stunningly beautiful woman. Her long, flowing red hair cascaded down her back, and her deep red eyes fixed piercingly on the crowd. She held a magnificent, humming God-rank staff.
".....?!"
