Chapter 338

Chapter 338

There is a possibility that Maiae Dallmethad has reached the human world and is linked to the current dimensional gap, partly because of unsubstantiated allegations that Ruler Queen Sheaira Liluth Demiurgos intends to expand her realm into other realms. This was not what Ramiel had expected. His concerns about his second mother's sister were merely a gut feeling, despite the recent events indicating otherwise.

There would be difficulties with any plan, but Ramiel had not expected this uncertainty to be a significant obstacle. It is challenging to overcome the complexity of this problem, even though a large-scale dimensional breach was manageable. Being the tenth realm under Queen Sheaira Liluth Demiurgos's control, it might initiate a full-scale demon invasion. The fact that a demon peer was now invading the human world was an indication that Queen Sheaira Liluth Demiurgos, his aunt, was partly to blame.

Given that her clan no longer had any sway in the land of Sheol, Maiae Dallmethad's influence was very irksome. The complexity of these beings is too great and very hard to comprehend; all of their clan members were hiding and limiting their actions to simply surviving the current circumstance.

The events that took place in the tenth realm were mediocre, as though everything was within the likely range; therefore, Ramiel's visit wasn't particularly productive. Ramiel was dissatisfied with the outcome of his excursion to the tenth realm because it didn't yield much fresh information. The mysterious aspect of these creatures was further enhanced by the fact that, despite Dallmethad's obnoxious influence, her clan's actions were restricted to simple survival due to their lack of authority in Sheol.

Ramiel's plan was still in effect, but the information he gained wasn't what he expected; opening a dimensional rift needs a lot of mana. Ramiel was able to do this as he used the mana energy in the other realm to open a gate inside his void and use the void. To bypass the law, so the residual mana energy from the 12 realms won't enter the human realm anymore.

Many monsters that poured out of the dimensional rift lost control of their senses temporarily, and because the rift was still open, Ramiel needs to close it by eliminating the source. He still awaits confirmation because there are seven large-scale dimensional rifts all over the planet.

Maiae Dallmethad was insanely strong, but her mana capacity wasn't bottomless; she has a limit. Among the beings that could do this were the 4 primordial dragons, but he doubts one of them will do this as they are really prideful and unlikely to help, as they are bound to use their power to secure the Nexus dragon in check.

So Ramiel wanted the investigation in the tenth realm to be expedited in order to identify the source of the dimensional rifts and close them before it's too late. He knew time was of the essence, as the longer the rifts remained open, the greater the risk of catastrophic consequences for both Earth and the other realms.

The 10th realm ruler, Queen Sheaira Liluth Demiurgos, was seen to be docile and felt unempathic toward him when he went to her domain, but she wasn't being brainwashed or being manipulated as she was a powerful telepath. She wasn't like this as mentioned by Allatou Estrith herself.

In the past, negotiating with her was challenging due to her fierce competition and fierce protection of her realm; when Ramiel approached her, she appeared to no longer care. His first meeting with her was lacking and unproductive, leaving him unsure of how to proceed in his mission to establish a connection between the other realms. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to Queen Sheaira Liluth Demiurgos than met the eye.

Since her land was dying and many of her people were suffering, she was simply out of focus and more focused on her goals. Her pride was too high, and she refused to ask for assistance because the Elevent Realm had been spared from the flesh-eating antlion, and Corvania was smaller than Gremore's landmass.

Ramiel was confused when it came to the manner of thinking of other people; these people assumed asking for help was a sign of weakness and vulnerability, but Ramiel saw it as a strength to be able to recognize when assistance was needed. He knew that pride could sometimes hinder progress and that true strength came from knowing when to seek support.

He went to the tenth realm to extend his hand in helping the queen, but nothing happened. The events of that scenario ended up just like that; he and Irles were sent back home. The reason she was abducted was never revealed. Despite this, he made sure to cover every possibility and even establish a small hidden outpost for the Hellmane to properly investigate the Gremore Empire's inner workings, but nothing came until now.

Lady Laerdya Galadhiel won't send the message toward the collective ID; she doesn't see his information as truly important. Maiae Dallmethad might be erratic and was deemed insane by her clan; she was still roaming freely and might cause a problem; her name came up but was unconfirmed. Everything is too blurred and uncertain, making it difficult to determine the next course of action. The lack of concrete information is causing frustration and anxiety among the Hellmane members tasked with unraveling the mysteries of the Gremore Empire.

Lady Laerdya Galadhiel's report was accepted by Ramiel, who then requested that it be forwarded to Viscountess Hilas Ugrihron Gallien, who may know of any other information that might be related to the connection toward the tent realm's similar relationship with regard to business transactions with other merchants who may have dealt with her own guild of merchants.

Ramiel hated these kinds of situations where he had to piece together certain information that was based on a hunch or vague connections. Despite his reservations, he knew that the task at hand must be dealt with sooner, as he knows prolonging his battle is going to open other issues along the way. Suldusk and Homunculus Imperial Inspector Delta were tasked with confirming the real culprit.

Echo wanted to stay longer, but her task was still ongoing, and she didn't want to get scolded by her king and master. As soon as she opened a transfer gate back to her unit, Alpha smiled as Echo vanished. The monsters were still roaming around when Delta came and gave Ramiel the long-awaited report on the dimensional rift that simultaneously opened in different locations all over the world.

The last vestiges of daylight had long surrendered to the encroaching night, but Ramiel barely noticed. The barrier spell he'd conjured, a one-shot safeguard against immediate threats, still hummed with contained energy as far as his power could reach. Many people in the vicinity didn't even notice it, as it was a simple but very effective defensive spell. Is it powered by the person's own will to survive? Ramiel Mana Triicore might be the strongest within the 12th and 11th realms, excluding his teacher, Trazgallen Villmarine Ber'gith, and his three other primordial siblings. considering his tri-core was fabricated by his strong will to achieve the best results. As it continuously harnessed mana or any energy in its surroundings and converted it to usable power for any of his spells, Ramiel's strength lies in his curious and meticulous mind, to see beyond the picture in front of him.

But he is still a mortal being that is bound to make reasonable mistakes. As he knew its duration was finite, he based action on the response time of government forces and other hunters. To manage the situation, he assumed it was too much to hope for and a difficult thing to expect.

But Ramiel believes that the human race was created to go beyond mere preservation.

However, glancing around, the tide seemed to be turning. The monstrous onslaught, fueled by the colossal rift, appeared to be subsiding, its frantic energy finally waning. It was a good change of pace, with the news of the exact source of the rift being a great help. Delta, the Homunculus Imperial Inspector, alongside Suldusk, had revealed the twisted truth—the rifts were born from the agonizing corruption of a lesser dragon. Its mana core, pushed past its breaking point, overloaded, spewing raw energy that was then channeled into a focal point via a powerful artifact.

This intricate and brutal process, they explained, allowed chaotic energy fragments, attuned to a specific wavelength, to rip through the fabric of space and bridge realms, pouring out through the newly created gate. While the explanation defied conventional science, Ramiel didn't dispute Delta's findings. They inhabited a world where magic and mystics intertwined, a reality where established scientific principles often fell short. He trusted Delta's understanding of these arcane occurrences implicitly, acknowledging that some aspects of their world were simply beyond the grasp of earthly explanation.

"Delta, what is the best course of action we should use?"

"Elder Suldusk remains at the location, your majesty, and is conducting an assessment as I am reporting this information to you."

"He will address your inquiry, my lord, but based on what I saw, the solution might be a bit more complicated than anticipated."

After a few minutes Suldusk former chiet leader of the white war Orcs sevring Ramiel, he came and gave his respose toward the issue about the dimensional rift,

" my lord , I have assesed the matter and took pre caution condidering the rift are powered on the other side,"

"The idea of canceling the energy feeding a rift, on the other side might create another tear in the fabric of reality or space-time, this fraught with peril, potentially leading to a catastrophic implosion. My lord."

These rifts, by their very nature, are unstable and require a constant influx of energy to maintain their existence. This energy could be of exotic origins, perhaps drawn from other sources or based on my own investigation. The mana that created this perpetual cycle of energy is familiar.

"I am sure whoever orchestrated this captured a lesser dragon and corrupted its core. The chaotic mana surge is twice as strong but uncontrollable. That is why they use a catalyst to stabilize the mana. The catalyst is likely a powerful artifact or enchanted object that can harness and channel the chaotic energy of the rift. Without it, the rift would collapse in on itself, causing untold destruction in its wake."

Suddenly severing this lifeline wouldn't simply cause the rift to close; instead, the sudden vacuum of energy could trigger a violent and inward collapse. The forces holding the space open would cease to exist, and the surrounding reality would rush to fill the void, compressing the rift's contents and the very space it occupied into an infinitesimally small point."

"So it means it's like an inflatable balloon held inflated with a steady stream of air. Suddenly cutting off the airflow wouldn't result in a gentle deflation; instead, it could cause the balloon to violently implode, scattering fragments and creating a localized shockwave."

"Similarly, a rift powered by some unknown energy source, suddenly deprived of that energy, could produce a similar, though immensely more dangerous, effect. The sheer force of the implosion would depend on the scale of the rift and the energy it had previously contained, but the consequences could range from a localized disruption of space to a galaxy-devouring singularity."

"Understanding the precise mechanisms and energies involved in maintaining these rifts is crucial before even considering attempting to sever their power sources, lest such an action create a far greater threat than the rift itself."

The idea of using his authority to use the void's nearly infinite space to create another vacuum to trigger a controlled implosion, while theoretically appealing, is fraught with immense danger. The potential for a violent and uncontrolled implosion makes such a maneuver a gamble of the highest stakes, requiring immense caution and a thorough understanding of the underlying physics involved.

A miscalculation, even a seemingly insignificant one, could unleash forces far more destructive than the original rift itself. This isn't simply about pulling something in; it's about manipulating the very fabric of reality, and such manipulations come with inherent, unpredictable consequences.

"Can I open another rift connected to the void and use the vacuum to create a controlled implosion in order to neutralize the existing rift?"

The question itself highlights the desperate nature of the situation but also reveals the inherent risks associated with such drastic actions. The void represents an unknown, a chaotic force that resists containment and control. Attempting to harness its vacuum for a targeted implosion is akin to taming a hurricane; the potential for devastating backfire is ever present. The uncontrolled release of such a force carries catastrophic repercussions.

The risks involved in manipulating the void in this manner are substantial and must be carefully weighed against the potential benefits of closing the original rift. While the prospect of neutralizing the initial threat is undeniably compelling, it must be balanced against the highly probable chance of creating an even more perilous scenario.

The proposed solution is, at best, a desperate gambit, and the decision to attempt such a dangerous maneuver should only be made with full awareness of the catastrophic potential lurking within the depths of the void. A comprehensive assessment of both the immediate and long-term consequences is absolutely vital.

He desperately needed more time, more resources, anything to stem the tide, but the options available were distressingly few. The unstable rift, a problem he'd hoped to control, was on the precipice of a radical shift, one that could shatter what little stability remained. The appearance of the flesh-eating insects was the turning point, a terrifying new factor that threw all of his calculations into disarray.

These weren't mindless beasts of myth, driven by primal urges; they were something far more sinister. They were a hive, a single, unified consciousness, much like the collective he had striven to build. However, unlike the path Ramiel had envisioned, these insects operated with a terrifying efficiency and purpose, moving with a cold, calculated hunger that was utterly alien to his own design. They were not following his vision, and their emergence heralded a bleak future he was increasingly powerless to prevent.

"Those that came out from the rift are just scouts, sent to assess our defenses and weaknesses," Ramiel thought grimly. "If we don't act quickly, the full force of their hive mind will descend upon us before we can even comprehend the scale of their attack."

"Unlike in Corvania, it was the same size as Australia., but those flesh-eating ants haven't evolved yet as their power level was still in its infancy. The scouts were merely the beginning."

"Beta, have you confirmed the type of insects that entered this realm?"

"Yes, my lord, these insectoid creatures are called Blood Scourge."

The Blood Scourge emerged not from this familiar world but from a lower dimension where the Nexus Maelstrom seven-headed Chaos Dragon, imprisoned, resided, chained, and bound, a place chillingly described as "a long, grey, oozing plain, beneath skies where the fumes of Hell were writhing like a million tormented serpents."

"this creature came from the physical rotting flesh, the primordial chaos of the Abyss," Beta continued, her voice trembling with fear. "It is a force to be reckoned with, my lord. When I was still Nefaris Thera, I was able to hear this story from the one I formally served,

"These creatures came to life from the rotting flesh of the chaos dragon; unlike the 4 primordial dragons, this entity has no actual form. It was more of a swirling mass of matter, and many in ancient times created the description so it can gain tangible form than now can say."

"But my lord, the paintings that these high draconian beings drew were just a swirl on a chaotic mass; even your teacher, the Third Primordial True Dragon, Trazgallen Villmarine Ber'gith—the known wandering scholar—hardly mentioned anything concrete about its "appearance.

"The only thing that was sure was they waged a thousand-year war and nearly ended their kind in the process. It cannot be killed, so it was locked up in separate eight dimensions, isolating the seven heads from its body to weaken it. And after a million years, these creatures infested the main body."

"From time to time a few Blood Scourge get to escape the abyss prison. The true remaining dragons are tasked with eliminating them."

"dimension, alien and repulsive, seemed to exude a palpable dread, a landscape rendered in shades of unending decay and suffocating misery. It was a realm where reality itself seemed to weep, a canvas of perpetual twilight painted with the colors of despair and the stench of eternal rot. Blood Scourge therefore, were not merely creatures of flesh and blood."

"but aberrations born from this unholy genesis, their very existence a violation of natural law, bearing the indelible mark of their infernal birthplace upon their grotesque forms."

"The flesh-eating antlions are far different from these ones; they are just actually huge insects that are just predatory and aggressive in their larval stage, but they pose no threat to humans in their adult form."

"Unlike the Blood Scourge, their presence was a constant reminder of the horrors that lurked just beyond the veil of our perception, a testament to the unsettling truth that our universe was not the only one, and that some were far more malevolent than we could ever imagine."

"We need to examine these creatures; the possibility of capturing one is necessary. I will let you decide who among the Imperial Hell Knights of officers will lead the mission to capture one of these abominations."