From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

However, the “Hymn Verse” could allow an Extraordinary Exponent, whose spirituality had been depleted, to recover a certain amount of Spiritual Power every hour. According to Byrne’s calculations, this amounted to a recovery of 10 per hour.

The “Bravery Verse” also required the “Bard” to recite it in full for it to take effect, and all allies who listened would receive a buff. Similarly, within a two-hour timeframe, allies would collectively experience an increase in killing power.

Whether on the physical plane or the magical plane, they would all receive a conceptual boost in their attacks.

As to how much the boost would be, it depended entirely on how much Spirituality the “Bard” infused into it. If it were an Extraordinary Exponent of the Path of Wholeheartedness at a high level, they could significantly increase their attack power.

The amplification effect brought by the “Bard” wasn’t huge, but his ability had no limit on the number of people it affected, allowing him to enhance all his allies.

The “Elegy of Grief,” on the other hand, was starkly different from the previous two. It required the “Bard” to recite poetry at the enemies, and upon completion, it would randomly strip an enemy of one of their Extraordinary powers for thirty minutes.

However, if the enemy’s Spiritual Power was too strong, the “Elegy of Grief” wouldn’t have a significant effect, and the originally dominant “stripping” would merely become a “weakening.”

It generally took about a minute for all three verses to be fully recited.

Moreover, it was required that the “Bard” recite the poetry with proper intonation, full of emotion; otherwise, the Extraordinary effect of the Poetic Verses Magic would not be realized.

Inna was very satisfied with the supportive type of Extraordinary Power, as she had never wanted to engage directly with the enemy in combat, preferring to stay away from the front lines of battle.

Just as everyone thought the ritual was coming to an end, Irene suddenly called Vanessa forward.

“Her?”

Chris was momentarily stunned, having never expected it to be Vanessa.

She had successfully assimilated the 1st Rank of the Path of World Order’s Extraordinary Power, ready to advance further!

In the Spirit Realm’s “constellation”, a new Extraordinary law emerged—it was the 2nd Rank of the “Path of World Order”, represented by a man emitting white light amidst utter darkness.

The man was originally depicted in the classical image of being clad in armor and wielding a sword, but Karl suddenly noticed that it was slowly transforming.

The armor was gradually turning into a police uniform, and the blade was likewise slowly shifting into a pipe.

The Consecution power “Sheriff” could also be called “Inspector.”

Once all countries in the Claud World completed their reforms, the name “Sheriff” would be utterly buried in history, and the “constellation” image would also fully transform.

Although the Extraordinary Power possessed by the “Sheriff” and “Inspector” had no difference, the name of the Consecution power would indeed change at that time.

The “Sheriff”, or the “Inspector”, possessed two Extraordinary traits in total.

To activate “Patrolling”, one first needed to select a geographical range in advance, such as “Nasir Town” or the smaller “North City District”. Generally, the smaller the selected range, the less Spiritual Power was expended.

The Extraordinary Exponent themselves would become extremely sensitive within the chosen range, able to perceive the events around them, constituting an Extraordinary trait for enemy seeking.

Each time a new geographical range is selected, Spiritual Power must be expended again.

For “Arrest” to be activated, the Extraordinary Exponent must expend Spiritual Power to lock onto a target in their line of sight, then activate “Arrest”, causing the target’s overall speed to greatly slow down.

Vanessa took a deep breath and silently clenched her fists; it was all too wonderful, she had become stronger!

According to Lord Byrne’s calculations, the “Sheriff” brought about an increase of 14 in physical fitness, while the increase in Spiritual Power was 11.

Overall, she felt that the Path of World Order still tended toward the warrior category of the God Pantheon stairway, whereas she was actually a Spellcaster.

However, it also compensated for the inherent frailty of a Spellcaster, Vanessa thought it wasn’t a bad thing.

On the other hand, she had heard Mr. Byrne say that a better compatibility made it easier to advance in the God Pantheon stairway, and if she were to set foot on other paths, she might struggle to ascend to the 2nd Rank.

After the ritual had ended, Aunt Irene came to the yard to find her nephew Darren and niece Lilian.

Darren, now ten years old and dressed in black clothes, was still chubby and carried himself with a semblance of “seriousness,” looking like a “little adult” trying too hard to act mature.

The six-year-old Lilian, like a delicate doll, stood quietly next to her brother.

They were feeding a mysterious creature in the manor’s pond, with two heads akin to a turtle’s, using a bag of roasted beans.

Darren didn’t actually like it that much, but couldn’t stand up against the extremely animal-loving Lily who insisted on feeding the “turtle”; and since Lily found it too big and scary, she had pleaded with her brother Darren to feed it.

So, Darren picked up a handful of the roasted beans and tossed them at it, the beans rattling noisily on one of the “turtle’s” heads.

A few servants stood behind the siblings; the mysterious creature was very docile, so there was no need to worry about it suddenly attacking its owners.

“Darren!”

Aunt Irene’s sudden call startled Darren; he claimed to be fearless, but everyone knew he was actually very afraid of Aunt Irene.

“Aunt, Aunt Irene, what’s wrong?” Darren asked immediately, hiding the beans behind his back.

Aunt Irene looked at Darren for a long time; he was different from Chris back then, not a child who could mature early, but rather still very childish.

Nevertheless, it was better to start education early, and it was time for him to be introduced to the great Lord of the Lost.

She took a deep breath and said, “Darren, there are some important matters about the Fischer family that I must tell you now, but remember, you cannot tell anyone else, not even your mother.”

“Come with me, Darren.”

Darren looked uncomfortable; he didn’t want to be alone with Aunt Irene and quickly looked for an excuse, saying, “Uh, okay, but Lily, she insisted that I…”

Irene interrupted with a frown, “Lily, go back to your studies.”

“Okay.”

Lily let go of Darren’s hand, which she had been holding, and obediently left the yard with the servants.

Darren was led away by Aunt Irene, looking displeased, wondering if Aunt Irene had found out about the prank he had played on Mr. Theo.

“Use this potion to wipe off the one on the back of your hand, and show your mark.”

Aunt Irene took Darren to the basement; the boy was astonished to discover such a structure beneath his own home, utterly speechless.

She said quietly, “Everything must start with Him, the great one who saved the Fischers.”