Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users
Chapter 199: Weren’t They A Myth!!???

Chapter 199: Weren’t They A Myth!!???

Meanwhile, back in the tent, under the layered hum of screens and the buzz of live mana feeds, the main control station for the exam zone felt packed.

Not loud, or chaotic, just tight, dense, and too many people are breathing the same air while watching data that keeps getting worse.

No one was shouting. But the tension was spreading. You could feel it in the way people leaned forward, the way chairs stopped squeaking, and how even the quiet tapping of keys started to feel loud.

It started small. A few mana spikes. A group of students lost contact for a minute. An alert pinged quietly about a beast crossing into the wrong zone.

They flagged it. Nothing serious. Just something to watch.

Then it started piling up.

Three more beast alerts. Two tracking charts froze. One of the maps flickered and glitched.

Another zone turned yellow. Then red. The readings weren’t just unstable. They were crashing the displays.

Now five zones were yellow. Two more were blinking red. And worst of all?

Zone 14 was completely dark.

No comms. No heartbeat signals. No mana trails. No student markers. No drone feed. Just blank space.

Vice Director Hannick stood near the center of the tent, arms crossed. His jaw was tight, but his expression stayed flat.

He hadn’t spoken much, but everyone could tell—he wasn’t calm. He was waiting.

"Zone 12 just passed the aggression line," one of the techs said. "Beast groupings are getting weird. Students in sector six are moving north fast. Something’s pushing them."

Another tech leaned over her screen. "Zone 15 just dropped. No visuals. Mana grid fading out."

Another red light joined the board.

A field coordinator stood up. "We’re getting odd mana pulses near the summoning ridge. Strong ones. Stronger than anything the students could put out."

"No signs of a student team?" Hannick asked.

She shook her head. "Not ours. And definitely not a summon trial."

Another staffer turned in his seat. "Lost contact with two drones—one over the river, one flying the altar zone. No signal. No bounceback either."

The lights on the drone tracker display blinked out completely.

The tent fell quieter. The kind of quiet that didn’t feel safe.

Then someone near the back stood up halfway, a hand raised.

"Sir? I think we’re getting a signal."

Hannick didn’t react at first. "What kind?"

The tech’s face was pale. "Not one of ours. It’s not tagged. Not coded. It just forced a connection—completely encrypted. No signature. No return route."

Another operator muttered, "That’s not possible."

"It just happened," the tech replied.

"Put it on main," Hannick ordered.

The front display shifted.

Static. A few vertical flickers. Then it cleared.

And everything in the room changed.

The camera wasn’t theirs. The video didn’t belong to any of the drones they sent out. This wasn’t academy-grade footage. Or even at the government level.

This was something else.

An altar. Stone. Old. Runes cracked along the edges. At the center stood a woman.

Not a girl. Not a student.

Tall. Calm. She wore deep crimson armor, black trim lining the plates, faint runes glowing at the seams. She didn’t hide her face. She didn’t need to.

Long violet hair fell over her shoulders, swaying with the breeze. Her eyes—amethyst, lined with red—glowed just enough to feel wrong. Not aggressive. Just unnatural.

She didn’t move.

She didn’t speak.

She just stared into the camera like she already knew who was watching.

Then came the voice.

Not hers.

A man’s voice. Level. Clean.

"Authorization: Crescent Contact Node—Protocol: Confirmed."

Click.

The screen turned black.

Just like that.

No signal trace. No access path. No way to reply.

Gone.

The whole thing was incredibly bizarre and something you would never see before.

The whole room went still. Nobody moved. For a full five seconds, not even the sound of breathing filled the air.

They were just too shocked as they did not know what all of this was about, and for them, who were usually in control of everything, this sudden change was a bit unexpected.

Then another red light blinked on the main forest map. And another.

The mana readings started to spike again. Wild. Unstable. The beast migration lines started forming unnatural paths. High-tier beasts blinked onto displays where they shouldn’t be.

Then came the student feed failures. Pings went red. Signals vanished. One group after another dropped off the grid.

One comms officer stood up. "Zones 11, 13, and 18 are falling. The mana fields are acting strange—it’s like something’s wiping them."

Someone asked, "Who the hell was that woman? What kind of group has that access?"

No one answered.

Then one of the older analysts—someone who had been in too many black ops meetings—spoke quietly.

"You recognized her."

Hannick didn’t answer.

"She’s not in the registry," another added. "No match in the guild lists. Not a rogue. Not a mercenary."

A third person whispered, "That armor... those eyes... that presence..."

Then the older analyst nodded slowly.

"That’s one of them."

"The Silent Crescent," Hannick confirmed.

And the tent changed again.

Someone knocked over a stool. Someone else turned off their recorder.

"They’re real?" a junior officer asked.

"They were never fake," Hannick said. "Just hidden from everyone as they are not people you want to be seen with."

"I thought they were disbanded."

"They weren’t, they just didn’t show up as whenever they came, it meant something bad was going to happen, as they are a group you lock in a file and hope you never need again."

Everyone went quiet.

"What do we do now?" someone asked.

Hannick didn’t look away from the black screen.

"We don’t interfere."

"But—"

"We just need to focus on the student and nothing else."

"Are they here to kill?"

"They’re not here for the students," Hannick said. "They came for something else."

And as he said that, the map above them shifted again.

The best patterns twisted.

The mana lines converged.

And deep inside that forest, something bigger than a field test was waking up.

The Silent Crescent had arrived.

And now the whole zone was listening.

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