Chapter 1050 Third Option
Out of nowhere, a series of blazing flames erupted from the ground and formed a circular blockade roughly ten meters in diameter with Izroth positioned at its center.
Not long after the flames emerged, Lances dashed through the wall of flames before coming to a halt at Izroth's side.
Lances realized something was off the moment the shadahis started to behave strangely and immediately understood that it must have had something to do with the coffin's destruction; or, rather, the spatial rift that appeared to form as a result of it.
"Any ideas what this thing could be?" Lances inquired with furrowed brows.
The moment he arrived in front of the spatial rift, Lances sensed a bone-chilling chaotic aura coming from the other side that made the shadahis in the chamber seem insignificant in comparison. The red clouds had yet to fully disperse, so Lances could not see the terrifying sight that lay on the other side of the spatial rift; however, the spatial rift itself still gave him a bad feeling.
"It's a portal that connects the Mortal Realm to the Shadahi Realm," Izroth replied without adverting his gaze.
"What?!" Lances exclaimed as his eyes widened in shock.
He then hurriedly asked, "Hey, you're not joking right? This thing—is it really a portal to that Shadahi Realm?!"
"Yes, which is why we need a way to seal or sever its connection to this place before it's able to finish stabilizing," Izroth said calmly.
"Unreal..." Lances muttered with a troubled expression.
As someone from the Pride Clan, Lances heard countless stories from the elders of his clan about the horrors of the shadahi and how the creatures were sealed away in a special realm.
What many people did not know, however, was that there was a particular group of extraordinary existences among the shadahi. Those individuals were considered true monstrosities that had been forced to remain dormant even after being sealed away in the Shadahi Realm.
That's why Lances did not understand how Izroth could stand there and be able to speak such frightening words so calmly. The source of this content can be linked to n0velbin•
"Can it be that he's already discovered a way to close the spatial rift?" Lances contemplated as he glanced over at Izroth.
As Lances went off to keep the shadahi at bay, a transparent window opened before Izroth that only he could see. The next moment, a system alert sounded off.
〈System Alert: You have opened the «Special Event Shop».〉
'I don't have time to search through everything in the event shop. I'll need to narrow the parameters.'
There were tens upon tens of thousands of items available for purchase within the event shop. Sorting through all the items and finding something suitable would take much longer than Izroth could afford; therefore, he did not hesitate to use the search function to filter out most of the common items.
By the time he finished, Izroth was able to narrow it down to less than 10,000 results.
Each of the items listed that matched the search parameters Izroth used cost a minimum of 5,000 contribution points.
What Izroth was looking for was simple—an item that was rare quality over higher and had sealing or severing attributes. He also excluded things like equipment, weapons, potions, and pills—items that were unlikely able to do what he intended.
'There are still too many results to search through. I'll have to add more restrictions.'
Izroth quickly changed the minimum quality requirement from rare to epic grade. And immediately upon doing so, the search results dropped down to just around 1,000.
'I can work with this.'
Although a thousand results were still a lot to go over, Izroth was someone with perfect memory. As long as he glanced over it once, he would be able to retain all the information that was displayed. Therefore, as he was going through the items, there would not be anything he overlooked.
Meanwhile, as Izroth swiftly browsed through the event shop, the 9th Division and 5th Unit were locked in a fierce battle against the shadahi. Though to call it a battle was not entirely accurate.
The 9th Division and 5th Unit were not struggling to fight against the shadahi. In fact, if one were to look at the fight from an outside perspective, it would seem as if they were one-sidedly slaughtering the creatures. But that was only how it appeared on the surface. In reality, they were unable to hold back the shadahi despite their best efforts.
The high regenerative abilities of the shadahi paired with their ever-building immunity and bloodlust made the creatures a headache to hold down.
"Vanguard, get it together! We've already let two slip through the wall of flames made by Commander Lances! Do not let it happen a second time! East side, move closer together!" Niflheim barked orders as he suppressed the shadahi close to him.
With Izroth's attention on the spatial rift and Lances by his side within the wall of flames, Niflheim took it upon himself to take charge. Surprisingly, no one from the 5th Unit seemed to be against him doing so and followed his orders without fail.