The Looming Chaos

At the time, Amalia hadn't grasped the scale of the collection, but later, she learned it was a mountain of books—literally.

Suddenly, Vryss'laar's expression darkened. "They're out. They didn't find the artifact, and now they're preparing to break through the formation to locate you and seize the treasures. They've decided to join forces together."

"Then let's eliminate them together," Kenny Lin said while gripping the weapon in his hand.

A trace of killing intent flickered in his gaze.

"I can't hold on much longer—at most, I can hold it half an hour," Vryss'laar said with a bitter tone.

He had initially believed he could sustain the formation for several days, at least until the Young Master came out from the seclusion.

Yet, in less than half a day, he was already on the verge of collapse.

"Vryss'laar, hang in there. I'll replace you immediately," Zhar'khaen responded without hesitation.