"Elder, all the traces lead to this place. But everything seems to have vanished at this point."
In a shadowy forest, a team of Knights wearing thick golden armor was standing silently in front of a small hill.
An aged man wearing a long robe was surrounded by the team, while also being the person addressed by the Knight on the side.
But the Elder didn't respond.
The moment the team's footsteps came to a halt, his full focus was on the small hill not far away.
"It's that hateful aura... Is the Necronomicon Sect behind everything?", the Elder muttered as he slowly raised the scepter in his hand.
As he poured his Life Force into it, the large gem embedded on its tip glowed with a rainbow-colored light, which shot out and struck the hill.
With the Elder's strength as a Great Knight, the light was more than enough to destroy such a landscape.
Yet, when the light met the hill, it caused no harm at all.
