Dealing With The Realm Core Spirit

Calypsea placed her hands on the Realm Core and focused with her crimson-gold eyes. Her gaze pierced through the outer layer, inner layer, core layer, and finally, the deep core. However, far inside the deep core, approximately after three more layers, she was once again able to see the tiny spirit outline, but barely.

She could see it trembling ever so lightly, making her open her mouth and sing in a destabilizing voice as she used the Fires of Life Language.

"Greetings, Realm Core Spirit of the Whispering Wildlands Lower Realm. I, Calypsea Davis, the Apocalyptic Flame Spirit, have come to demand that you submit to us and become our Realm Core. If you become ours, I won't harm you. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and eating you~"

Calypsea's voice was soft and melodious, but it was full of threats.

"…!"