Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Humans of the Sia Continent had a diverse range of hair colors due to their varied bloodlines and mana mutation arising from transcendence. Even so, it was still rare to spot a person with silver hair in the Theocracy.
In the communication room, Roel quietly stared at the strand of silver hair sitting on his hand. Putting together what he had gathered, while he was unable to verify it, he was quite certain that the silver hair belonged to Alicia.
Alicia was the only one who could have gotten into this place over the past year and made an attempt to contact the Ascart Fiefdom. It could be a biased conclusion too, since he was praying hard that this silver hair belonged to Alicia, for it was his only clue on her right now.
Investigation into Alicia’s disappearance had been inconclusive thus far. If she had really been here, it would at least mean that she was safe up to this point, though it didn’t change the fact that her whereabouts were still currently unknown.
Roel looked at the hair strand in his hand without saying a word. Wilhelmina activated the communication magic tool and sent out an emergency transmission to all powers, including the Austine Empire.
Humankind was united as one against the Six Calamities, so there was no need to withhold information from anyone. Besides, the fact that the Ascart House hadn’t received the transmission Alicia sent out from here signified two possibilities.
One: they were in an isolated space that disallowed the transmission of mana to the real world.
Two: Shrouding Fog was located too far away from the Ascart Fiefdom for the transmission to be reliably received. To circumvent this issue, Wilhelmina spread the web out wide in hopes that at least one party was close enough to receive their transmission.
“The emergency call channels are out of range, so I sent a long-distance transmission instead. That has a much longer range, though I can’t say for sure whether anyone will receive it.”
“…Mm,” Roel replied with a nod before staring at the silver hair strand once more.
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