As Eren delved deeper into his breakthrough, the resonance of his Individuality began to reverberate throughout the world around him.
Out of nowhere, ominous lightning clouds amassed in the sky, transforming the once serene white clouds into dark, foreboding masses. The atmosphere shifted as thunder roared, and the winds howled fiercely, setting the stage for an impending storm.
A strange and potent windstorm emerged, growing in size and intensity with every passing moment. Blades of abstract wind-element mana materialized, spinning wildly and creating a perilous zone for low-ranking entities to approach.
Unexplained bolts of deadly lightning appeared in the surroundings, each color showcasing a different Aspect of its elemental power. Purple sparks exemplified the lightning's incredible speed, red bolts showcased its devastating force, and blue sparks incinerated everything they touched with scorching heat.
Within the vicinity of Eren and Alephee, wisps of flames flickered, radiating intense heat and, paradoxically, a cooling sensation from the absorbing blue flames.
The once peaceful forest surrounding the battlefield underwent a rapid transformation as wood-element mana surged, causing trees to grow uncontrollably and morph into terrifying tree monsters and Treants that bellowed with monstrous cries.
Even the fallen Rankers' bodies were not exempt from the mystifying transformation. Dead flesh melted away, and bones melded together in a morbid dance of death mana, giving rise to eerie and menacing undead warriors.
Amidst this chaotic spectacle, a horde of elemental creatures materialized, summoned from the depths of Eren's power.
From fiery Hatching Flames to serpentine Purple Lightning Snakes, from forest-born Woodland Creatures to towering Goliaths, an array of creatures with various elemental attributes appeared, only to vanish in the blink of an eye, as if a cosmic sculptor was swiftly reshaping reality itself.
But this was not all. As Eren condensed the B-Rank mana core, other elemental manifestations began to unfold, casting a dazzling display of miniature mana storms that seemed to warp the very fabric of space.
The awe-inspiring transformation initiated by Eren's breakthrough extended beyond the immediate vicinity, spreading like wildfire throughout the nearby region. It was a testament to the boundless and extraordinary nature of Eren's Ranking Path.
The scene seemed to be playing on a visual array disk in fast-forward, as if the entire process had been condensed into mere moments from the instant Eren initiated the Rootless Ranking Technique to break through into the Master Rank.
The tremendous change left no doubt about the sheer magnitude and depth of Eren's unparalleled Individuality.
Abruptly, the once tumultuous atmosphere fell into an eerie calm. The brilliant daylight hidden behind the dark clouds faded into a faint, ghostly glow, and the searing heat of the sun dissipated.
The world around Eren grew unnaturally quiet, devoid of both the vibrancy of day and the darkness of night. The region seemed to have been inexplicably transported to an otherworldly twilight zone, where time and space held their breath in a haunting stillness.
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Amidst the ongoing battle between Edinburgh and Layos, multiple frontlines emerged throughout the border region between the two kingdoms. As the telltale signs of Eren's impending Master Rank breakthrough started materializing and spreading through the air, both sides' teams halted their skirmishes, their attention now fixated on the enigmatic phenomenon unfolding before them.
Carvel Horin, the esteemed Master Ranker from the Layos army, momentarily disengaged from his combat with a rival enemy, opting instead for a strategic retreat. His sharp senses detected the unusual atmospheric changes, leaving him puzzled and apprehensive. It was evident to him that this was no ordinary spell's doing; there was an inexplicable force at play, leaving him questioning its origin and intent.
Carvel, an elegant high elf with a regal aura, appeared to be in his early 40s by mortal standards. His striking cobalt blue eyes and shoulder-length white hair added to his enigmatic allure. While he bore the trademark features of a high elf, his less elongated ears hinted at a mixed heritage, suggesting a connection to more than just the purebred high elven lineage. Nevertheless, his family's close ties to the elven royalty of Layos held significant sway in the kingdom's hierarchy.
Clad in a resplendent suit of silvery armor that exuded power and resilience, Carvel stood tall as a knight specialized in the art of Spearmanship. The blade of his spear bore the telltale stains of his recent skirmish, glistening with the blood of his vanquished foes, a testament to the wounded enemies left in his wake.
As the bewildering phenomenon continued to unfold, Carvel's keen intuition and tactical acumen prompted him to consider the possibility of an Illusion Specialist's trickery. Yet, the absence of Array Disks or magical circles in the vicinity quashed that notion. His subordinates, bowing respectfully behind him, shared their findings, ruling out the possibility of illusions.
Contemplating the unfolding scene, Carvel's surprise turned into realization.
"Could this be… someone's Individuality at work? Is someone attempting to break through to the next rank amidst this battlefield?" he speculated, his expression a mix of astonishment and curiosity.
It was beyond his comprehension that an Individuality could wield such profound effects on the world around them. Even more perplexing was the audacity to undergo such a momentous transformation in the midst of the heated conflict between two kingdoms. One had to have the balls of steel to do something like that in their current predicament.
Carvel's mind raced with awe and determination as he observed the extraordinary display of Individuality unfolding before him. There was no doubt in his mind that this Ranker possessed the potential to scale the pinnacle of Anfang's ranks, becoming a force to be reckoned with in the world of Rankers eventually.
If this remarkable individual hailed from Layos, Carvel was determined to ensure their safety and success in this crucial moment of breakthrough. On the other hand, if this enigmatic Ranker proved to be a member of the enemy cohort from the kingdom of Edinburgh, Carvel knew the gravity of the situation.
The consequences of allowing such a powerful and unpredictable figure to survive this event would be disastrous for Layos in future battles.
