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However, at the same time, Vincent could feel his senses slowly crumbling away, as if the very fabric of his being was unraveling.

His arms began to transform, taking on a demon-like appearance as they were enveloped in a swirling vortex of chaos energy.

The energy crackled and hissed, wrapping around his limbs like living tendrils, altering his form with each passing second.

His hair, once neatly combed, now stood on end, defying gravity as it slowly turned upside down.

A small, jagged horn protruded from the left side of his forehead, its surface glistening with an otherworldly sheen.

The changes in Vincent's appearance were immediate and drastic, catching the attention of everyone present, especially the two thrygians, who were visibly shaken by the sudden display of power.

"W-What's happening to him?" Zarrok stammered, his voice filled with a mix of fear and confusion.

His eyes widened as he took a step back, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his weapon.

At this moment, a deep frown was apparent on everyone's faces.

As they looked at Vincent, they felt their heartbeats pounding in their chests, each thud echoing like a drumroll in their ears.

Yet, they couldn't focus on their own racing hearts.

An unknown fear crept into their very cores, as though it was a natural reaction to the overwhelming presence Vincent now exuded.

"Grrraaaa!"

Vincent could no longer hold back. He let out a reverberating roar, his voice shaking the very air around him.

His arms spread wide open, releasing Mochi from his embrace.

The force of his roar was followed by a powerful shockwave, forcing everyone to stagger back and raise their defenses.

"Woah!"

"Be careful!"

"Retreat!"

The shockwave subsided, leaving the group in a state of disarray.

Vincent's expression had transformed into something savage, his deep-purple eyes now dark and cold, locking onto the golem with an intensity that sent shivers down their spines.

"Master..." Mochi muttered in her mind, her expression filled with worry. She clutched her tiny paws to her chest, her eyes never leaving Vincent's form. Your journey continues with My Virtual Library Empire

At this moment, Vincent wasn't just using his chaos energy; he was even subconsciously tapping into his primal energy.

The primal wards embedded in the walls began to glow, their ancient runes lighting up one by one as if responding to his presence.

Dio and the others naturally noticed the change, their eyes darting to the glowing wards that illuminated the surroundings.

"What's happening now?" Anur, who had regrouped with the others, couldn't help but mumble in bafflement.

His voice was low, almost a whisper, as if speaking too loudly might provoke the energy swirling around them.

"The primal wards are being activated. It could only mean one thing—there's a primal inside or nearby," Diriko explained, her voice steady but laced with unease.

However, her explanation did little to clear anyone's confusion. If anything, it only deepened it. If the golem hadn't activated the primal wards, then what—or who—had?

Their gazes then gathered at Vincent, all of them sharing the same thought.

It must be because of him!

But how? Isn't Shroud a human?

As confusion swirled in their minds, Zarrok, who had always harbored an inexplicable hatred for Vincent, pointed an accusing finger at him and exclaimed, "It must be because of him! That guy must be a primal! A demon! We should just kill him and his rabbit!"

The others remained silent, their expressions unreadable. No one knew what was running through their minds, but the tension in the air was palpable.

Then, Crizelia seemed to recall something. Her eyes narrowed as she spoke, "I think I've heard something like that from my elders—a creature that's not born as a primal but could wield primal energy..."

Hearing her, Urek, who was wearing a black panther mask, nodded in agreement. "We also have that in my world. We call them calamity bearers..."

Upon hearing their input, Zarrok felt even more certain that killing Vincent was the right course of action.

"See? We should kill him already!" he declared, his voice rising with conviction.

At this moment, Dio was in a dilemma. He, too, had some knowledge about the topic they were discussing.

He didn't exclude the option of killing Vincent if necessary.

However, there was also his uncle's words echoing in his mind: "Befriend 'him' if you can..."

He was referring to Shroud.

As they were debating their next move, the golem once again started charging its laser beam, emitting a high-pitched whine that grated on their nerves.@@novelbin@@

However, this time, the target of the golem had switched to Vincent.

"Warning! Warning! Unknown Entity Detected! Highest Priority: Eliminate!"

The primal wards' effect was trying to confuse and pressure Vincent, but with the help of his chaos energy, they couldn't affect him.

Despite his awareness slipping away, Vincent never took his eyes off the golem. He didn't attack recklessly; instead, he waited, his body coiled like a predator ready to strike.

When the others noticed the golem was about to release another attack, Zarrok exclaimed once again, "It's the perfect timing! Once the golem releases its laser, we should kill the demon and his pet so we can go on our way!"

However, the usually silent Ara interjected, her voice calm but firm. "What if he's not what you're claiming? Can you take the responsibility if we killed him?"

Zarrok was displeased, but he didn't show it. Instead, he replied with a sneer, "If he's not a calamity or demon, what is he then?"

Ara didn't immediately answer.

She looked up and stared into Zarrok's eyes, her gaze piercing and unwavering. Zarrok shifted uncomfortably under her scrutiny before she finally replied, "He's cursed."

She said it as though she was absolutely certain.

"Cursed?" It was Korvath who spoke this time, his voice tinged with curiosity.

Ara nodded. "Yes—"

However, before Ara could explain further, a sudden tremor shook the ground, interrupting her.

They all turned to the source of the disturbance and immediately noticed Vincent, who had just blocked another laser beam from the golem. The beam was deflected, slamming into the wall with a deafening crash.

This time, however, the golem didn't just release a single laser beam and prepare to charge again.

Its eyes flared with a blinding light, and the air around it crackled with energy.

Instead of one thick beam, it unleashed a barrage of lasers—each one thinner but sharper, like threads of pure energy woven into a deadly web.