Since Karlenasha is taking action, that’s even better.
Although Karlenasha has never revealed her strength in the game, the legends about her in the Academy are countless.
She can now be called the top of the Academy.
Thinking of this, Vellandelle felt relieved.
For thousands of years in the game’s storyline, no one has ever dared provoke Aurora Academy—not only because of the Academy’s position, but also its absolute power.
Aurora Academy is like an immortal Castle, standing unshakable through the ages.
Vellandelle pressed the piano keys and opened her mouth, singing a melodious song.
Her throat seemed to contain magic, able to soothe the heart and gradually calm the restless students.
Even while suppressing her true form, Vellandelle could still unleash a certain degree of the Voice of the Banshee.
Now, using the Voice of the Banshee, she could effectively stabilize the scene.
Karlenasha glanced at Vellandelle and nodded.
Golden Vertical Pupils lit up on her body, and a supreme Dragon’s Might was released, like a divine decree.
In an instant, the confused students and teachers regained their composure.
“A bunch of little mice, too scared to even squeak…”
Karlenasha couldn’t help but laugh softly.
Below the stage, Seleste quietly watched everything.
She had always been indifferent, but suddenly she seemed to sense something and looked sharply at Vellandelle.
“Strange…this song has a strangely familiar feeling.”
Seleste stared at Vellandelle, her eyes dark.
She thought about it but couldn’t figure it out, and finally pushed it aside, since she had more important matters to attend to now.
***
Deep within the Academy, in the Vault area.
Unlike the chaos of the Main Hall, this place was shrouded in eerie silence.
Moonlight streamed through the tall Stained Glass Windows, casting mottled, twisted shadows on the floor.
Several black figures moved quickly along the base of the wall, their movements light and professional, skillfully avoiding all the still-active Protective Arrays.
These Cultists from different sects maintained a tacit distance, yet moved in unison toward the same direction.
They knew well that the commotion outside was only a temporary cover—they had to succeed and escape before the Academy’s guards responded.
“This way.”
A figure in a dark red cloak whispered, holding a Heart Compass that dripped viscous liquid, its needle trembling as it pointed deeper into the Vault.
On the other side, several people in ornate yet tattered robes nodded silently.
They wore fanatical smiles, exuding a faint Sweet Fragrance.
Despite their different beliefs, their goal was strikingly unified at this moment.
After all, everyone knew that Aurora Academy was not to be trifled with.
If that thing wasn’t so earth-shattering…they wouldn’t have risked everything.
They finally stopped in front of an unremarkable Exhibit Cabinet.
Inside, dark velvet lined the base, displaying a broken skeleton.
The bones emitted a faint golden glow; even though incomplete, they radiated a divine pressure that made hearts tremble.
Within the skull’s eye sockets, a faint light flickered.
“Divinity…”
The leader in the red cloak spoke, his voice trembling with fanaticism.
“We finally found it.”
He signaled for his subordinates to disable the Exhibit Cabinet’s Protective Array.
Members of the Eternal Society spread out to keep watch, the Sweet Fragrance growing thicker, enough to cause hallucinations in anyone who approached.
Just as the tool in the red cloak’s hand was about to touch the Exhibit Cabinet, the temperature in the entire Vault plummeted.
“I’m curious—even if you steal the Divinity, can the Blood Worship Cult and the Eternal Society endure Aurora’s retaliation?”
A cold voice came from the shadows.
Karlenasha stepped out slowly from behind a stone pillar.
Ice crystals twined around her fingertips, and with each step, frost blossomed beneath her feet.
Her ice-blue eyes shone like cold lamps in the dim light, sweeping coldly over every Cultist present.
“Karlenasha! Weren’t you outside?”
The Cultists instantly shifted into combat readiness.
The red-cloaked leader immediately gave an order, his form swelling into a twisted mass of flesh, tentacles whipping toward Karlenasha.
The members of the Eternal Society chanted in unison, the Sweet Fragrance almost solidifying, surging at Karlenasha like a tide.
“Hehe, you are my Graduation Thesis, after all.
Of course I won’t let you go.”
Karlenasha didn’t even move.
Her cold Dragon Eyes flared, and Frost Gale swept through the space.
Scarlet energy solidified at the touch of the icy wind, then shattered.
The Sweet Fragrance froze into visible ice crystals, crackling as they fell to the ground.
A few Cultists surrounded by Blood Mist tried to charge in for close combat, but in Karlenasha’s eyes, their movements were laughably slow.
She waved her hand casually, ice shards shot out like arrows, piercing their shoulders or thighs and pinning them to the ground or wall—without being fatal.
Ancient Dragonkind—ultimate elemental force.
Power from the Continent’s oldest race.
“The Academy tolerates mice like you scurrying in the dark.”
Karlenasha strolled toward the Exhibit Cabinet, ignoring the Painful Moan and struggling Cultists.
“That doesn’t mean you can overstep your bounds.”
Seeing this, the red-cloaked leader’s eyes in the twisted flesh glinted with resolve.
He knew he couldn’t win, nor escape Karlenasha.
In that case…the only option was self-destruction.
But before he could act, he realized he couldn’t move.
At some point, fine frost had covered his entire body, freezing him completely into an ice sculpture, only his terrified eyes still able to move.
Karlenasha stood before the Exhibit Cabinet, thoughtfully observing the now-missing skeleton inside.
“Still, everything is within the plan.”
She chuckled softly, then turned to the fallen Cultists.
“As for you, you’d better give the Academy an explanation.”
She snapped her fingers, and the Vault doors were sealed by a thick layer of ice.
***
“I-I actually got the Divinity!”
The man in the black robe trembled, his eyes filled with disbelief.
As a member of the Cultists, he came from the Sect of Suffering—a mere minor character—yet the Pope had tasked him with stealing such an important item.
He thought he would die for sure coming here.
He hadn’t expected Aurora’s defenses to be so lax.
Karlenasha was powerful, but somehow he managed to steal the Divinity unnoticed.
He could already imagine being praised and rewarded by the Pope, and the Church becoming a new Legend with the Divinity.
He darted through the shadows, shifting between darkness and light.
Now, the only thing left to do was escape!
Excitement filled the eyes behind the black robe.
Yet, a figure slowly appeared not far away, along with flames as hot as the sun before his eyes.