Check out my entry for the WPC August: Beyond the Bloodline.🔥
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National Geographical and Environmental Research Facility
Plolor City
Terrok
Northern Alpha Continent
February 3rd
Year 1053
At the head of the meeting room's conference table, a man sat on the Head Chair, his perfectly tailored three-piece suit exuding an air of sophistication and authority.
His eyes locked onto the eighteen broken crystals arranged on the table before him. A few hours ago, they were twenty crystals on the table, and now only two remained still intact.
A heavy silence filled the room as he examined the shattered remnants on the table, all the beings present noticing the subtle activation of a skill coming from him.
With a calm yet oppressive tone, he uttered a single word.
"How?"
The power emanating from his voice sent a chill down the spines of all the Epic Level beings present, including the burly Lion Beastman who held the title of 'Fifth Finger'.
