Chapter 749

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Just over 16 minutes ago, the Ellipsia Citadel encounters the same Realm Wave, and the usual protocol is followed.

An automated Citadel notification rings in all of the citizens' ears, and notices to seek shelter and go inside are all anyone can see or hear on their system interfaces.

While some of the newer Lords that have ascended in the last few years panic, the majority of the citadel is used to this event and calmly take fast travel orbs to the nearest public buildings before the wave hits.

Many feel a strange sensation, as if they are watching their own bodies bend in non-comprehensible directions, and slight ringing in their ears followed by nausea; but this is nothing out of the ordinary.

It ripples through the old structures within the Berserkers' bases, and for the first time in 3 days, Zashen gets 4 seconds of rest between near-death mental attacks.

Though, coming back to reality and having his mind and body bent and twisted while simultaneously healing himself could be considered an even worse and more difficult experience than just the normal mind tempering.

In fact, the very survival instinct Ember was digging for activates as the 1st Class Berserker fights for his life in a strange gravity wave. The red glow in the Berserker's eyes vibrates with what feels like sharp blades, as a part of the war-hungry monster's intent moves the ether in its mind in the absence of perceived time, on instinct alone.

While Ember grins and prepares to attack Zashen again with double the intensity, the wave travels through the High Orc tower as well.

Asic and Torvak brace themselves, but have been through thousands of these waves in their past, so they're not very concerned.

Neither even mentions it out loud; they simply stop moving for a moment.

Though, this simple impact isn't the greatest result of the wave.

From below them, as soon as the wave begins to warp their perception of reality, enormous arcs of white ether tethered to green divine threads fluctuating at the same frequency of Noble Vibrations seem to be bursting from the floor and exploding outward.

The physical material in the environment seems as though it's not dense enough to block the force coming through.

Even from outside the tower, if someone were to look from a street view, it appears as though unfathomable layers of strange shimmering translucent auras are bursting out from the tower as its walls are bent and folded in on themselves.

The expansion of this energy seems to be erupting outward and sending power outages through the entirety of the citadel. However, at the same time, the building stands completely still.

Time isn't passing within the wave.

Those that are not directly looking at the source of the erupting chaos do not even know it's happening.

Torvak and Asic, who look down at the floor, feel their systems flicker, and the illusion of cold pours through their veins as if they're being greatly suppressed by a Noble Bloodline. But when the wave passes, so does this feeling that felt like a dream.

No remnants of this anomaly actually made it out of the tower. It's as if reality itself glitched for a moment, and only those who were paying close attention could see.

The street outside remains silent, and the black doors remain closed.

Ava has collected about 400,000 Low Quality Ether in the last 3 days while looking through the central peak for 3rd Class Ether Stones.

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