Lock of Status Affliction, the second lock of a Warlock.

The first lock allowed a Warlock to ignore hunger, thirst, and sleep. The second lock aimed to protect them from disease, toxin, and harmful energy.

These three minor ranks corresponded to the Key of Disease, the Key of Toxin, and the Key of Energy. Each key contributed to an immune system within the Warlock.

Mater was fortunate enough to return to Rank-4 in the Everlasting Wilds. This allowed him to easily hunt Rank-3 Fae and snatched their power away.

Fae didn’t use Chaos. They used Truth, some may called it Aether, the Gold Dust, any many other names.

While Chaos stood for the barbaric nature of all realities and that all rules could be broken. Truth was the rules that made all realities.

When you control the Truth, you control reality. This was why the Everlasting Wilds was so different than any other realms and literally anything within this realm could gain consciousness.

Because this place was filled with Truth. And with enough Truth, anything could become real.

In the battle of the border, Mater had extract quite a lot of Rank-3 Truth from Fae Generals of the Sun Court. They really hated him for it and had sworn revenge.

The dark-haired man didn’t care as he already had too much enemies he couldn’t remember.

Truth couldn’t be absorbed by Warlock. And Mater didn’t want to switch to being an Alchemist either, or some other forms of Truth-Seeker. However, as a depraved Chaos-Chaser, he had his ways to convert these Truth Sphere into Chaos Sphere.

Truth was the rules. And by breaking that rules, Truth shall become Chaos.

The dark-haired man spat out thirteen golden spheres. These were the Truth Hearts, another concentration of primordial force like Chaos Singularity. They circled in the air of the ceremonial banquet.

"Feast your eyes, my followers! This is the power of the Fae. The power of Truth. And the power of those you have helped me slain!" Mater shouted.

His crowd roared even more. They had truly become a bloodlust army within a few years. The sensation, the rush, and the satisfaction of battle had completely taken over them.

And he used it. He used their Chaos to change the Truth.

From within them, dark red energy leaked out. These weren’t the NES within them, these were the Chaos that they produced in real time by causing more Chaos, more deaths, and more debauchery.

These pure Chaos found their way into the golden sphere and corrupted them. Slowly, they changed their colors.

Telara tilted her head slightly from within her Palace. "You’re still as cunning as ever, Heracy. You act like you’re giving me a favor but you actually just use me to get what you want..."

She caressed her lips gently. She knew about it. She expected it. And yet, she didn’t hate it. It only made her want him more.

"If your heart wasn’t already taken, I would have made you the King of the Moon Court. A man like you would help me conquer the entire Everlasting Wilds."

_’The Truth Hearts is tainted now. NOW! Become my Singularities!"

The Truth Hearts trembled. Their light darkened and their truths twisted. They became thirteen spheres of darkness, the Chaos Singularity that Selina was so familiar with.

The circled around Mater and created a ring of red above the cloud.

Cristina observed everything from her own Palace. Because Telara’s power had blocked her sight, she couldn’t see things clearly and as closely as Telara. Still, her sight could reach the border of the Courts and watched the red ring from afar.

"Ascension of a Warlock. His power hasn’t returned entirely..." Cristina plotted her revenge.

Mater’s enemies would be coming soon. Then, she would strike back the Moon Court and get back the territory that she had lost.

Above the ceremony, a new lock formed. An ordinary black lock with no extraordinary characteristics.

Mater had now officially returned to his Third Rank and gained access to Rank-3 Spells and powers.

He couldn’t create a Key at the moment because he was still missing Chaos Singularities to do so. But in this Fae War, as long as he could kill more Fae, he would accomplish that in no time.

The people roared even more as they saw their leader becoming more powerful.

"Lord Warlock! Lord Warlock! Lord Warlock!"

Selina stood up with two fancy golden cups in her hands. She gave one cup to Mater.

"Let’s give a toast, Mater."

Mater smiled. The dark-haired man pulled Selina closer and kissed her on the lips. She blushed heavily. The man just announced his ownership in front of all his followers.

But she didn’t resist.

The dark-haired man the raised the cup.

"To the Psycho Army! To our brothers and sisters! To WAR!"

"To WAR!" The followers raised their cups and shouted.

The ceremony ended on a high note. The Psychic soldiers had a few days off before returning to the front line and continued their wars.

Because of the nature of their existence, when some of them died, they returned to the Moon Courts as ghost and would occasionally haunt their previous comrades.

These ghosts loved to prank everyone. These instances had become the norm that the Psychic Soldiers weren’t even surprised anymore and having a ghosts among their platoons was ordinary.

The army had set up camp at the border and was ready to attack the Sun Court tomorrow.

Lily Miller was a struggling actress back in Aeliz City. She auditioned for the Hymn of the Battlefield because the pay was good. But that felt like an entire lifetime ago.

Now, she was the captain of her seven men platoon with a ghost of her former friend haunted them night and day.

Lily was cooking soup with her soldiers when the ghost emerged from the ground.

"What ’cha cooking, Lily?" The ghost was Daphne, one of her friends that she dragged toward the audition of the Hymn of the Battlefield. She died during the first attack toward the Sun Court.

"Meat soup."

"Aw... I wish I can eat some!" Daphne drooled non-stop.

"There is actually a way to do that. The Mage Legion taught me." A soldier quickly constructed an altar and placed a bowl of soup on it.

The bowl disappeared and a semi-transparent version of it appeared in Daphne’s hands.

"Oh my gosh! Everything really is possible in this realm!