The Lord Of The Secret Dimension

The Lord Of The Secret Dimension
Seed Group Strength


"It turns out Gervais has not finished her work. Wielmsiestor, Indereit, Aedoglas, and Nomiculfon! Let's start the preparations!" Said His Majesty as well as the master of his five men.


"According to your orders, Your Majesty! We surrender ourselves, unite, and realize our last superior seed, Ravettha Toftrelnd Seinoray." Wielmsiestor, Indereit, Aedoglas, and Nomiculfon.


These four subordinates gave up all of their consciousness, strength, abilities, intelligence and stored it in the container that belonged to His Majesty.


The container and the so-called beginning of the preparation will be digested immediately by Ravettha.


The vast difference in strength was not at all a way for Ravettha to gain control over her own body.


"Born with so many problems is not my fault and the one thing I have to hold on to, my death will not bring trouble!" Ravettha who rested quietly turned out to have to rework 23% of the consciousness she had received.


Between her, the four masters, and the one soul titled 'His Majesty' had something in common, which was to risk a little for the best.


"Oh me in the third life! You still have to fight to get it. My last conversation was... Choose life or death!" Said His Majesty giving a voice emphasis at the end of his sentence.


"You must live, Miss Ravettha!" Aedoglas maintains the potential he has seen in Ravettha.


"We have sold ourselves only for you, so get up and do what you have to do, Ravettha!" Said Wielmsiestor telling the truth that might be missed.


"Thank you to yourself because you deserve it, Ravettha!" Nomiculfon said to be as neutral as possible.


"I hope you can use it to its full potential, Miss." Indereit smiled proudly.


Having five precious messages from strangers prevented Ravettha from crying, even though she wanted one.


In addition, the precious feelings that have been given by the four subordinates and one superior turned out to help himself regain his spirit, rise up, and fight for his life goals.


"Livingly. I'll hold on and stay standing until the end!" Ravettha smiled happily at the countless experiences she had encountered so far.


"Good! Remember, you can't pull what you said, me in third life!" His Majesty has decided on his final decision.


The set of powers contained in the body of Alvina Blyhte Latoya in the first life, Neance in the second life, and lastly Ravettha Toftrelnd Seinoray can finally be united.


Although the bodies of Alvina and Neance no longer had a form, their strength during his lifetime remained fully charged for Ravettha's resurrection.


"Prepare, Ravettha! The higher the percentage you get, the faster you have to absorb it!" Nomiculfon's words helped to gather 45% of the power of Ravettha's three lives in one space.


"HAP!"


"Oh! How to absorb it is like eating a snack, huh?" Ravettha asked him to rework the strength and awareness he had absorbed.


He who does not have problems with absorption is required to try harder.


2,400 lashes strike from the outermost layer of the body to the spirit core.


For His Majesty and his four subordinates, a test like this was excellent as the main defense of Ravettha's spirit core.


"I can't deny the terrible part is in the spirit core exam. It would be very dangerous if one day I met strong opponents and they ate my spirit. Even if it's not fun, I'm still in control of my life!" Thought Ravettha held her voice so that nothing would come out of her mouth.


As Nomiculfon said, speed here becomes one of the best ways because Ravettha must absorb it entirely in a short time or a short time it gives a gap to the power of energy consuming Ravettha.


The whip continuously performed its task nonstop until it reached its maximum limit.


If the maximum limit has been passed, then that is when the change of test occurs.


"Attribution." Ravettha wiped her blood with her handkerchief.


"Good! Knowing your own weaknesses will make you alert. Now show us that your soul is capable of defeating the whispers of your holiness and darkness!" Nomiculfon said he provided the audience seats some distance from Ravettha's exam site.


This test of 3,100 times fear could only be passed by Ravettha himself.


In other words, no matter how hard he tried, he had to accept the result between success or failure.


"Attribution? Will the test be such that I play the role of a troubled human being and must save myself from terror?" Thought Ravettha was figuring out when she would be given the exam.


Just as he thought about it, the so-called terror by him actually came to see him.


The surroundings had become foggy, had stood with the standing of the 7 pillars of the palace, and someone had brought his body to the place.


"Pillar palace? Aren't they all related to the King and Queen? At least the important officials or rulers who appeared, unfortunately why is it so quiet here?" Ravettha asked wondering what really happened here.


"Crown...! The crown...! Mine!" The spirits rise 8 times larger than Ravettha.


His face was pale and there was even blackening.


The eight spirits were in white robes with each a binding crown.


"They're after the crown? Unfortunately, there is no crown in my head. What do they really want?" Thought Ravettha checked the crown on her head.


I don't know if it's luck or not.


The only thing he knew clearly was that he had become a target for spirits.


"Give us back our crown, man!" Shouted the spirits simultaneously and hurriedly snatched the crown of his faith from Ravettha.


"Huh, you guys are so noisy! No need to scream, I will give it too. Is that right, Nomiculfon?" Ravettha asked completely unconcerned about the matter of the spirits before her.


He realized this test had a source of dark energy, which meant that a lot of free energy was abundant around him.


"Bring them to me, 'Light Black Hole'!" Said Ravettha curious about the crown worn by the eight spirits.


Knowing the request of its user, 'Light Black Hole' pierced through the fog, set the location, and took the eight crowns as per the order.


There was no mistake in carrying out the order, unfortunately Ravettha finally understood why the spirits were infatuated with his illusory crown.


"Too old-fashioned, nothing special, and the impression of this crown is bad. So you want mine, don't you?" Ravettha asked, looking intently at her enemy, while the spirits surrounded her and were very ready to hunt.


"Want? I need you to come back to power in my prime!" Spirits represent other spirits.


Anger, revenge, and the release of fear will be replaced by the highest position by others make this pool of spirits never satisfied.


They continue to quarrel and as much as possible make a fight so that the like-minded parties feel benefited.


No party wants to be harmed, so from there they create a tense atmosphere and trap anyone who enters the area.


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