The Rise Of Calamity

'It's Strong...' I thought, my muscles slightly tensing while a grin grew to stretch across my face.

[Its mana fluctuations are quite concentrated... I can detect 2 elements but for some reason, I can't tell which element it is.]

'That's strange... It feels a bit like darkness, don't you think?"

"Hello? Are you listening to me?" After thinking for a while, the woman's voice finally reached my earns instead of bouncing off me like it would if I were a statue.

After trying to call me for a while, the woman I had been talking to had begun to get a little agitated, making it hard for her to hold herself back from hitting me in the face, launching me across the landscape and allowing me to land on the hard concrete that the building behind me was made of.

Little did she know that the moment she was to do that, would also be the moment that she would instantly lose her arm.

While it may seem intentional at first, if she were to hit me with that much power and my divine aura were to react instinctively, I could only guess with her cultivations strength that her arm would disappear the instance she threw the punch.

Within the last 6 months, my divine aura had almost evolved into a being of its own that would react to things unless I were to stop it.

Stopping the divine aura from lashing was as easy as controlling one's emotions from erupting. Yet the moment I lose grasp of the divine aura, an example being when I start thinking deeply or even being caught off guard, it would act like an emotion gone wild, attacking anything that is deemed to be a threat.

Therefore, the fact that the woman hadn't punched me had actually gone in her favor, making it possible for her to keep both her arms rather than living the rest of her life with one, or living the next few months of her life with one until she could procure someone to help regenerate the arm.

"Oh sorry. I wasn't listening" I said while not peeling my eyes away from the mana signature and looked back at the woman with a stoic expression she could not see.

"Anyway, what is your name?" She asked while holding up her notebook.

"Lilith" I replied simply

"I need your real name"

"No, you don't" I replied simply and calmly

"Yes, I do" She tried to push on to get my name, but then after a moment of silence, she made the mistake of looking up and into my eyes.

"No, you don't" I repeated

"No, I don't" She spoke with an emotionless almost robotic voice.

"Good... I'll see you later" I waved twice and left without saying anything else while she simply stood there with a dazed expression and cloudy eyes that shone with the same glint of gold as my mana.

After getting further away from the woman, I quickly used my eyes to locate the other mercenaries and swiftly moved towards them while activating the cloaking ability that I received from my cape that I had morphed into a bra.

Due to me only having morphed it into something as small and to the eye as a bra, the only thing I could do with it was hide my presence, yet the moment one would look at me they would be capable of seeing me, something that would have not have happened if I was wearing the cape.

On the other hand, whenever one would look at me while I was using this cloaking ability that would hide my presence, mana fluctuations, and soul energy, they would have this innate feeling where they feel like the moment they would look away would be the same moment I would disappear from their view.

This is so powerful that most people can't see me in their peripheral, while another capability was the fact that while I could hide my mana and power completely, I could at the same time just expose my cultivation level, something that is drastically lower than my actual power.

Of course, for now, I refrained from doing anything too reckless and instead just moved towards the mercenary's camps without changing my course no matter what I saw.

On the way there, I could see countless men and women speaking to each other, ranging from being swordsmen who use their battle aura as their main means of fighting at the same time, to Oracles(Clerics) who healed the injured and made sure to boost the team with all their different boost-type abilities or even skills.

When I finally reached the chattering bunch, I looked around before finally sighing and seeing how relaxed everyone was, as if entering Dimensional cracks was a daily occurrence for them.

Eventually, after listening to a few conversations, I chose to sit down and relax for a bit before finally setting my own tent down among all the other tents that the other mercenary have put down, within a place that clearly marked where all the mercenaries would settle for the time being before going him in a few days if not a few week or even months.

From all the information I had read about dimensional cracks, they could take from a day to several months to complete depending on how developed the crack is. If not complete within a certain time period though, it can cause catastrophic disasters such as the dimensional cracks breaking open while transporting an entire chunk of the dimension into our world, bringing all the beasts alongside the chunk of the dimension creating a monster horde that would eventually create a monster tide that would sweep past towns, cities or even kingdoms in some extreme cases where the monsters had gotten out of hand.

Another thing to note would be how the beasts or the creatures within the dimensional cracks weren't called beasts... In fact, they were called monsters due to the usually humanoid shape they come in, an example being orcs or goblins that had appeared in the past and had destroyed a few kingdoms within their paths before finally taking over a mana forest and settling there.

They would usually have a king, something every single Dimensional Crack that has appeared at a certain level became accustomed to,

One example of this was the Goblin King that Zogaria had failed to stop until the young Paladin had come out of nowhere to slay the monsters alongside their King without breaking a sweat.

While thinking about all of this, I could not help but feel a pair of eyes land on me before beginning to inspect me from head to toe, focusing on my eyes for a little too long to be comfortable, especially after I had made eye contact with his pitch-black eyes that seemed to have stared into my very soul.

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