Floating Island - Triple S Talent

"Impressive... with that rifle, the absorption power of this cosmic dragonfly will reach its maximum level," Aleron muttered, his eyes gleaming as he watched the weapon that had just been activated.

Lein frowned. He had heard a bit about this technology before, but it was still hard to believe. "How could that rifle rival the attack of a Tier-4 King?" he thought. If that thing was truly as powerful as Aleron claimed, then there had to be something more to it than just advanced materials—perhaps an energy concentration mechanism that surpassed conventional limits.

For a moment, Lein shifted his gaze back to the long-barreled weapon. Slowly, energy began gathering at its muzzle, condensing into a swirling blue mass. The atmosphere around the spaceship grew heavier, as if reacting to the presence of something overwhelmingly destructive. Stay connected via My Virtual Library Empire

Something nagged at his mind.

If this weapon could truly match a Tier-4 King... then who exactly had created it?

Around the weapon's muzzle, glowing runes began to activate, forming a slowly rotating blue vortex that radiated a divine aura of pressure. Lein could feel the air around him growing denser. A strange sensation stirred within him—one of unease.

"What if that projectile hit me?" he thought, unconsciously swallowing hard. A rare sense of fear crept into his chest, mingling with his curiosity about the power of the long-barreled rifle.

"Firing in 30 seconds," a mechanical voice echoed throughout the ship, its flat tone serving as a warning to everyone.

"Kael, let's get ready," Veyron said with a faint smile.

Kael, a man clad in bright red armor, nodded without saying much. With a single smooth motion, their bodies flickered and vanished, moving toward the massive dragonfly hovering in the distance.

Meanwhile, Aleron and Taureil approached Lein, their expressions filled with disbelief, as if they had just heard something insane.

"Lord Lein!?" Aleron called out, his tone slightly anxious.

Lein glanced at them casually. He could already guess the reason for their concern.

"Yes? What is it, Lord Aleron?" he responded lightly.

He already knew what they were thinking. He didn't possess a large amount of divine essence, and that fact wasn't a secret to Aleron. Some time ago, when they discussed divine essence, Lein had shown his lack of knowledge—something that had surprised them.

"One million divine essence is an enormous amount, Lord," Aleron said in a lower but still clear voice. He glanced at Taureil beside him, seeking affirmation.

"Yes," Taureil nodded, his expression serious. "Even if it doesn't reach the level of a cosmic core, one million is still an extraordinary number."

Lein could sense the sincerity of their concern. He simply smiled and shook his head.

"Thank you, but I truly can fulfill it. No need to worry," he said in such a confident tone that it made the issue seem almost trivial.

Aleron was silent for a moment, narrowing his eyes at Lein as if trying to read his thoughts. But in the end, he simply nodded.

"Alright… I hope you can keep your promise, Lord Lein," he said, though there was still a trace of doubt in his voice. "If not, the wrath of a Tier-4 King is not something to be underestimated. The Divine Sky Realm, your homeland, could end up suffering."

Those words made Lein's expression shift slightly. His brows furrowed faintly.

Yes, he did have a homeland—a place where he had grown, a place that now depended on him. The thought of such a looming threat stirred a subtle unease within him.

"I need to become stronger, and as quickly as possible," he thought, the realization now feeling more urgent than ever.

He turned his gaze into the distance, toward the massive dragonfly hovering majestically. His eyes narrowed, filled with curiosity.

"Let's go take a look as well," he said to Aleron and Taureil.

The two exchanged glances before nodding in agreement. Without wasting any time, the three of them shot toward the cosmic dragonfly still lingering in the distance.

Meanwhile, the spaceship's energy rifle began shifting color from bright blue to a glowing red. The light at its muzzle trembled, converging into a single point, preparing to unleash an attack that could change everything.

Appearing not far from Veyron's team, Lein immediately sensed an overwhelming aura filling the entire area. The dense energy pressure seemed to compress the surrounding space, making the atmosphere feel heavy. Around Veyron, a white aura infused with crackling lightning surged wildly, lashing out in all directions and enveloping a vast area. Streaks of electricity danced in the air like glowing serpents, ready to strike. The pressure from this domain was immense, making every particle in the air tremble slightly.

However, Veyron was not the only one activating his power. His two companions, Hagar and Kael, also unleashed their domains. The space around them vibrated as the energy of all three domains overlapped, creating a vortex of power that had no effect on their allies but exerted double the pressure on their enemies.

"Is this the Soul Altar of a Star Beast?" Lein muttered internally. His golden eyes scanned the energy around him, trying to grasp the essence of their power.@@novelbin@@

Sensing Lein's presence, Veyron turned and looked at them with a calm expression. "Young master, you may attack with full force. The giant dragonfly before us is at Boss level. Its attributes are far crazier than ordinary cosmic monsters," he said nonchalantly, though there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice.

Lein gave a faint smile, showing no hesitation at all. "Alright, we will assist," he replied calmly.

He turned to the side, looking at Aleron and Taureil. "Are you ready?" he asked.

Without hesitation, both of them nodded and immediately activated their domains and spirit bodies. Instantly, white and green light flooded thousands of kilometers around them. Lein narrowed his eyes, observing the environmental shift.

Within Aleron's domain, a vast natural landscape unfolded, bathed in a serene golden light. A deep tranquility enveloped the area, as if time itself moved more slowly. Yet beneath that stillness, Lein could sense something more profound—something lurking beneath the surface of that peaceful illusion. A hidden terror, warning that this place was not as simple as it appeared.