Necromancer Of The Shadows

After collecting everything from the small space, Anastasia arrived in front of the Boundless Ocean.

Looking at the endless blue ocean in front of her, she paused for a moment, her gaze fixed on the vast expanse of water.

For nearly five minutes, she remained motionless as if lost in deep thought. Then, her eyes flashed with a sense of clarity, and without any hesitation, she shot forward, her figure cutting through the air as she ventured deeper into the ocean.

While moving, Anastasia's body shifted left and right every few seconds as though she was navigating an invisible maze rather than moving in a straight direction. It was a precise and deliberate course, one that only she seemed to know.

"The route to the Dragon Islands has become more intricate over the years, but the core structure I designed is still intact," Anastasia muttered under her breath. Her movement was swift, and in less than an hour, she had covered tens of millions of kilometres, arriving above a small, seemingly unremarkable sea island.

The island below was nothing special to the naked eye—just palm trees and white sands. However, if one looked closely, they would notice that the island's shape subtly resembled the face of a colossal dragon.

Seeing the island, Anastasia sighed in relief and gave a small nod.

"It seems my fears were unfounded. They still don't know about the entry points that I created. I overestimated their intelligence." A small smile touched her lips as she descended onto the island and instantly appeared at its centre.

In the middle of the island was a tranquil lake, its waters so clear that the fish swimming within were easily visible.

Anastasia moved closer to the lake, her expression calm as she took out a small, ancient-looking token from her storage ring and tossed it into the water.

The token barely touched the surface before ripples began to spread across the lake, and in the next moment, the peaceful water erupted in violent turbulence as if something massive was stirring beneath it.

A brilliant light appeared in the center, and slowly, an altar, ten meters wide and inscribed with intricate space formations emerged from the depths of the lake.

Once the altar emerged, the token floated back to Anastasia's hand as if drawn by some unseen force and she caught it effortlessly, her gaze fixed on the altar.

There were two main ways to reach the Dragon Islands. The most common way was by taking the sea route, but even for a Rank Six Core Evolver, the journey tookleast a week, an consconsumed much energy.

Not only that, the sea route to Dragon Islands was guarded by high-level dragons, and complex formations protected the area, making it nearly impossible to sneak in unnoticed.

The second way involved using the teleportation formations established by the dragons throughout the mainland.

These formations allowed quick access to the outer areas of the Dragon Islands, but they were restricted to individuals of high status within the major factions of Utopia, and even they needed prior permission from the Dragon Islands' officials to use the formations.

For Anastasia, neither of these options was feasible. If she had been at full strength, the sea route would not have posed much of a challenge—she could have easily bypassed the formations and the dragon sentries.

But with her current power, avoiding the defences without using her Soul Resonance ability would be incredibly difficult, and she couldn't maintain Soul Resonance for long.

As for the teleportation formations, they were out of the question. Without permission from the officials, she couldn't access them and getting that permission was impossible.

That left Anastasia with only one option: her own secret route. During the creation of the Dragon Islands, she had been one of the key figures involved in designing its core. At the time, she had discreetly created a few hidden entry points—pathways that only she knew about.

There was no special reason for her to build these entry points; they were simply for her convenience, in case she needed to slip into or out of the islands without being seen.

But those hidden passages had proven invaluable when her life had been in danger. When Akasha had poisoned her in the past, it was these secret routes that had allowed her to escape unnoticed.

Thinking back to those events, Anastasia pressed her lips together but showed no sign of anger and shook her head.

"That was a long time ago. As long as they don't mess with me again, I won't bother with them," She murmured, her voice calm and indifferent. "But if they try to get in my way again, I won't hesitate to erase the Dragon Islands from existence."

Anastasia stepped onto the altar, and as soon as her foot touched the platform, the token in her hand emitted a soft glow.

A holographic map appeared in the air before her, displaying hundreds of floating islands scattered across the ocean.

Her eyes scanned the map until they landed on a particular island.

She recalled the things that Evan told and shown her before he left and her mind worked at the speed of light.

"If I am right, what I need to check should be beneath the central island, where Eldrakar and the other Void Dragons reside," She muttered, her voice barely audible as her eyes closed in concentration.

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The token in Anastasia's hand emitted invisible energy waves, and the hundreds of islands displayed on the holographic map gradually vanished, leaving behind only a single, massive floating island, far larger than the rest. Her eyes locked onto the giant island, her focus sharpening as she extended the token toward it.

The moment the token made contact with the image of the island, the altar beneath her feet began to pulse with light, and ripples of spatial energy spread outward, distorting the space around her.

"Dragon Islands, here I come!" Anastasia said with a smirk on her face and vanished from the small sea island.