Chapter 316

Chapter 316: Duke Murray

Kaluoer noticed that everything around her had shifted.

Objects five meters away blurred into a dense white mist, obscuring her view.

It felt like she had stepped into another dimension.

This was the power of “Entering the Void.”

Unfazed by the unfamiliar surroundings, Kaluoer calmly changed into her maid uniform and exited the room.

In the corridor, she observed the other servants in the mansion.

They moved as if she didn’t exist, oblivious to her presence.

It felt as though they occupied entirely different worlds.

Expressionless, Kaluoer walked to the mansion’s main dining room.

She saw several servants conversing, their laughter filling the space.

But like the others, they remained unaware of her.

Curious, Kaluoer extended her hand, grasping the hair of a maid who had once spoken ill of her.

Her fingers made contact.

She pulled sharply.

“I felt something touch me!”

The maid’s voice echoed faintly, as though muffled by layers of water.

Startled and confused, the maid looked around, her fear mounting.

At that moment, Kaluoer felt the mist begin to dissipate, as if she were being forced out of the void.

Realizing the cause, she immediately let go, allowing the mist to return.

“Something really touched me!” the maid exclaimed again, trembling before fleeing the room.

Kaluoer followed silently, observing her experiment’s results.

Each time she attempted to interact with the physical world, the void rejected her presence, pushing her back to reality.

But if she ceased her actions quickly, she could remain within this dimension.

Through repeated tests, Kaluoer understood the limitations of “Entering the Void.”

If expelled completely, she would need a full minute to re-enter the void.

This realization intrigued her.

The ability was perfect for stealth and assassination.

She knew that at least 99% of Crown-level extraordinary individuals had no defense against attacks originating from other dimensions.

“It’s powerful,” she murmured to herself.

Though Kaluoer had not yet reached the Crown level, she felt confident in her potential to kill them.

An ambush during a bath or poison slipped silently into their meals—the void offered countless opportunities for a swift end.

Satisfied with her new powers, Kaluoer exited the void and returned to reality.

She closed her eyes, feeling the strain.

“A bit tiring… but manageable for a few minutes at least,” she thought, her ears drooping.

Kaluoer contemplated the source of this incredible gift.

The Savior of the Babel Tower.

“Who is he?” she wondered aloud.

A god, perhaps?

She shook her head. His identity was irrelevant.

Her purpose was simple—she was just a tool.

This time, she hoped the one who commanded her could at least live longer.

Meanwhile, in another part of the mansion, Bai Yan tested his own newfound abilities.

Returning from the void dimension to reality, he felt exhilarated.

“Such a practical power!”

Yet, doubts lingered in his mind.

Could the Incarnation of Dark Light perceive the void?

Could this ability penetrate the Temple of Dark Light to steal the key to the Ultimate Ritual?

Most extraordinary beings lacked the means to detect another dimension.

But the Incarnation of Dark Light was no ordinary mortal—it was the earthly proxy of a powerful deity.

Bai Yan considered sending Kaluoer to test the waters.

Even if discovered, her status as the Vessel of God would protect her.

She could not truly die.

“Yes, sending her is a good choice,” Bai Yan decided.

Still, the infiltration could wait.

For now, he had other matters to attend to.

Tonight, he was invited to a banquet hosted by Duke Murray.

The theme of the gathering? Mourning those lost in the Doomsday Crisis and the fall of the Heart of Radiance.

As snow fell heavily, a pitch-black carriage made its way through the empty streets of the second district.

Bai Yan gazed out the window in silence.

The carriage halted before an

opulent club.

Kaluoer stepped out first,

opening an umbrella.

She waited as “Viscount

Edmond” followed.

Calm and professional,

Kaluoer adjusted Bai Yan’s

collar, bowed, and returned to

the carriage.

Inside the club, the air buzzed

with the chatter of Noah’s high

society.

Familiar faces greeted Bai Yan,

and he returned their

pleasantries.

In the grand hall, Duke Murray

stood as the host, exuding an

understated authority.

Though unremarkable in

appearance, his eyes held a

profound depth.

Duke Murray approached Bai

Yan with a polite smile.

“Mr. Edmond, it’s an honor to

meet you.”

“The honor is mine, Mr.

Murray,” Bai Yan replied

graciously.

After exchanging pleasantries,

the Duke leaned in slightly.

“I’ve heard of your financial

acumen, Viscount. I currently

have a significant business

opportunity in Belan World.

Would you be interested in an

investment?”

“Belan World?”

The mention of the name

stirred murmurs among the

surrounding guests.

Duke Murray smiled knowingly

“I have reliable information

suggesting remnants of an

advanced civilization lie hidden

there.”

The room fell silent.

An advanced civilization…

Everyone understood the

significance.

Even Bai Yan’s calm demeanor

betrayed a flicker of surprise.

If true, the discovery could

reshape their world.

The potential rewards were

immeasurable.

“Are you still interested,

Viscount?” Duke Murray asked,

his gaze steady.