He was right there, so there shouldnāt be any danger.
Still, Aiden was ready. He kept the fading effect of the Supreme Mikoās Blessing in reserve, just in case.
"When darkness falls, humanityās best defense is to use knowledge and bring the light back," WraithJackās voice echoed softly.
Aiden immediately exhaled. He couldnāt hear his own heart pounding, but WraithJackās voice sounded completely calm and unbothered.
That was the best news Aiden could ask for.
"Fear comes from ignorance," WraithJack said calmly.
Suddenly, a single spark of light burst from the endless darkness.
It grew brighter and brighter until a stream of burning flame appeared instantly.
The darkness quickly retreated, and everything around them returned to normal.
WraithJack slowly raised his hand. The stream of fire that had pushed back all the darkness flew straight toward his palm.
"No, this is impossible!"
"I am an Upper Demon God! How could you just make my Divine Domain disappear so easily?"
"It canāt be, this is impossible!"
"If you really had such power, you couldnāt have appeared right now. You must still be asleep, until..." Belithās voice cut off abruptly.
His eyes were filled with intense fear and disbelief. He stared at WraithJack, frozen in shock.
"You arenāt a Wraith, and you arenāt some royal Abyss creature either. You are far older than those old guys from Heartspire!"
"I remember now, you are the one from last time..."
Before Belith could finish his sentence, the book in WraithJackās hands opened on its own. Glowing golden characters instantly appeared before Belith, radiating a blinding light.
Without a second of hesitation, terror filling his face, Belith turned and fled.
"Hmph, never mind," WraithJack sighed, watching Belithās retreating figure. He closed the book. "I shouldnāt interfere too much, or things will get out of control."
The golden characters vanished instantly.
WraithJack then floated slowly in front of Aiden and glanced lightly at Irene.
The joy in Ireneās eyes disappeared the moment she saw Belith escape. She had thought the danger was over and that the master-servant contract deal would just be dropped.
Feeling WraithJackās gaze, Irene clenched her teeth. Finally, she bowed her head toward Aiden.
"The Crimson Mosquito Clan, IreneĀ·GraceĀ·Constantine, voluntarily binds herself to a master-servant contract with you. From now on, you are my master. I will fight alongside you and never betray you, until my life ends, until all things fall, or until you actively dissolve this contract."
A faint red light emanated from her body and flowed into Aiden.
Two six-pointed stars instantly appeared on the ground beneath both of them.
"Accepted," Aiden replied without hesitation.
In the next moment, Ireneās face turned pale, and she spat a mouthful of red blood.
At the same time, her body began to shrink rapidly.
Aidenās eyes widened in shock.
WraithJack explained from the side, "Her power is far too strong compared to yours. Only like this can the contract succeed."
"Donāt worry too much, it will be over soon."
Just a few seconds later, Irene had shrunk down to the size of a red mung bean. Weakly fluttering her wings, she flew toward Aidenās forehead.
When she landed there, she dissolved into a ball of red light and sank into Aidenās forehead.
[You have successfully formed a master-servant contract with the Mythic Rank Red Mosquito, IreneĀ·GraceĀ·Constantine.]
[Red Mosquito IreneĀ·GraceĀ·Constantine
Tier: Legendary Rank / Mythic Rank (Potential damaged, but recoverable)
Level: Level 40 / Level 99 (Power damaged, but recoverable)
Status: Near death, sleeping
Skills: Unavailable to view until the servant wakes up.]
Aidenās eyes lit up as he read the log.
Even though Ireneās current power was weak and her tier had dropped to Legendary Rank, it could be restored!
Once Irene recovered completely, he would have a Level 99 servant.
What kind of advantage was that?
Even in the Great Shaw Empireāno, even on Earth, the only Level 99 Great Venerable Aiden had ever seen was Robert.
The Great Shaw Empireās God of War, James, was still far too weak compared to Robert.
In short, among the strong figures Aiden knew from the Great Shaw Empire, no one could defeat Irene in her full state except Arthur.
"Once Irene recovers, as long as I donāt fight Arthur, I can do whatever I want in the Great Shaw Empire," Aiden thought.
"Felix, Henry... they will all die!" A flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.
He took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself down.
Now, all he needed was to wait for Irene to wake up to learn the location of the Swarmās secret treasure.
Before that, he had to improve his own power as soon as possible. Otherwise, even if he found out where the treasure was, he might not have enough strength to claim it quickly.
"Letās go, itās time to head back," WraithJack said, looking up at the black sky of the Abyss and letting out a sigh.
Aiden looked at WraithJack, thought for a moment, and then asked cautiously:
"Just now, before Belith fled..."
Before Aiden could finish his sentence, the book in WraithJackās hands opened again. Golden characters quickly swirled together, forming a teleportation array.
"That is not something you should worry about right now," WraithJack shook his head, refusing to give any more details. "Once you reach Level 90, I will tell you everything."
Hearing this, hope flickered in Aidenās eyes.
Level 90? Based on his current growth rate, that shouldnāt take long.
Of course, this was only if his Class Change quest didnāt waste too much of his time.
In the next instant, the teleportation array suddenly activated.
...
In The Black City, Catherine floated in the air, her determined face etched with deep worry.
"Sigh, Belith actually went after them. Damn it, I donāt know if Aiden and the others can escape safely," Brock said anxiously. Clad in heavy armor that made him look like a tin can, he gripped his massive hammer tightly.
Catherine shook her head. "Itās impossible to predict. Before Belith vanished, he said he would return and destroy The Black City."
"Go notify all the Abyss creatures in The Black City to leave immediately. We need them to evacuate in the shortest time possible."
Brock fell silent for a moment. "And what about you?"
Catherine waved her long halberd lightly and replied, "I will stay behind and fight."
Brock sighed. "If there was only some hope..."
Just then, Catherine suddenly sensed something. She turned sharply, staring directly at Jackās villa.