Entering Apocalypse in Easy-Mode
Chapter 321: Touching The Fragment

Chapter 321: Touching The Fragment

The air inside the tent grew heavier after he take out the strange object. The flickering lanterns cast shifting shadows across the gathered figures, but none of them could tear their eyes away from what lay in Kassiel’s palm.

Gabriel and Uriel both frowned, their gazes locked on the chipped fragment. The runes on its surface twisted and changed right before their eyes, never settling into a readable pattern. But it wasn’t just the movement that unsettled them. It was the aura radiating from the stone.

It wasn’t magic — at least, not in the way Angels, Celestials, or even Demonic spells worked. Which make them certain that this thing is not even from their realms. This was something older that neither of them – higher beings – could immediately recognize. And that was troubling.

Gabriel’s fingers twitched slightly, his instincts urging him to destroy the fragment immediately. But Kassiel, who had been holding it this whole time, showed no visible discomfort. The Seraphim’s face remained calm, though the exhaustion in his eyes was evident.

Uriel noticed the same. She studied the stone carefully, then Kassiel’s posture, then back to the stone.

"It looks stable enough?" she murmured, half a question, half a statement.

Gabriel remained skeptical. "It might be for now."

But before they could deliberate further, Elsa and Aeralyn stepped forward.

"We also have one of these, your majestym" Elsa said, reaching into her pouch.

Aeralyn did the same. In unison, they each pulled out their own chipped fragments — pieces of the same unknown structure beyond the Black Wall.

And the moment the three fragments were brought close together, the runes on all of them started shifting faster. The movement was no longer slow and steady, it was erratic, pulsing, almost reacting to each other.

A faint hum filled the air, like a low whisper just beyond hearing.

Gabriel and Uriel immediately stiffened.

"...That’s not normal," Uriel muttered.

Elsa, sensing their unease, quickly spoke up.

"But we feel fine, Your Majesty," she said, her tone steady, as if trying to reassure them.

Uriel turned her gaze toward Elsa, studying her for a long moment. The tent had fallen silent, save for the distant howling of the storm outside. Wind battered against the canvas walls, shaking the structure slightly, but inside, all eyes remained fixed on the glowing fragments.

Gabriel exhaled, tension still filling his face. "We need to take these to Eden. The scholars and scribes may be able to decipher their meaning."

Uriel nodded. "Agreed. If these runes truly come from something beyond our realms, we cannot risk making assumptions."

The three scouts exchanged glances before nodding in unison. But just as Gabriel was about to move, Aeralyn hesitated, then spoke.

"We should try to decipher them ourselves first," the dark elf suggested. "Before sending them to Eden. Maybe if the two of you channel our divine power into them, we’ll be able to see something. Understand something."

Gabriel and Uriel exchanged a glance. It was a risky idea. But it also made sense. If these fragments held any hidden truths, their divine energy might be the key to unlocking them.

"Very well," Uriel finally said.

Without further hesitation, Gabriel and Uriel each reached forward, taking a fragment into their hands. The moment their fingers closed around the stone, they felt something.

They felt a pulse and force that wasn’t light nor darkness, but something in between. Or something beyond.

Then their vision shifted. For a brief moment, they were somewhere else.

They saw a flash of blackened earth that looked cracked and lifeless. A towering structure, ruined and forgotten by time. And in the distance they saw a figure.

The two Archangel saw that the figure was watching them.

Then it was gone.

The vision ended as abruptly as it had begun.

Gabriel and Uriel gasped, their grips tightening on the fragments. The tent was still there, the storm still howling outside. The others stood waiting around them.

But something had changed. They had seen something.

And they knew, without a doubt that this was not just an abandoned ruin.

Uriel and Gabriel slowly let go of their focused magic power, their hands trembling slightly as they released the fragments. The glow on the runes dimmed but the strange energy still lingered in the air like an afterimage in their minds.

They looked at each other, unspoken understanding passing between them.

"You saw something?" Uriel finally asked with quiet but firm voice.

Gabriel exhaled sharply. "Yes. What did you see?"

"A structure... massive, ancient, ruined," Uriel said, her brows furrowing as she recalled the details. "The land was dead, cracked, lifeless. And... there was a figure. Watching."

Gabriel’s expression darkened. "The same as me." He turned his sharp gaze toward the three scouts. "Is that what you saw beyond the Black Wall?"

Kassiel stepped forward, his voice steady but grim.

"Yes, Your Majesty. That land is unnatural. The ruins stretch endlessly and the deeper we go, the worse it gets."

Silence settled over the tent again, heavy and suffocating. The storm outside howled louder, the wind rattling the tent walls as if echoing the unease inside.

After a long pause, Uriel broke the silence. "What do we do about these fragments?"

"We take them to Eden. Immediately. We can’t waste time." Gabriel looks resolute when he said that.

The three scouts nodded in agreement, but before they could move, the tent flap was suddenly yanked open. A breathless and wide-eyed soldier stumbled inside. His armor was damp from the rain, his face streaked with mud and exhaustion.

"Your Majesties!" he gasped. "Demon King Belial’s army is approaching! Again!"

A heavy weight settled in the air. Gabriel’s jaw tightened. Uriel’s fingers curled into fists.

They already knows about this. Just like before.

Uriel let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through her golden hair.

"How do they always know when we’re up to something?!" she snapped, her irritation barely contained.

Gabriel exhaled heavily, shaking his head. "No point in questioning it now. Let’s deal with them first."

With that, they stepped out into the storm.

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