Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 2349

The once-devouring vortex in the sky visibly shrank. Its collapse mirrored the exact way it had once spread.

Luke and Reuben, leading the agents of the Special Security and the Demon Control Agencies, both noted the change with cautious relief.

Excitement flickered across the crowd's faces, but neither leader let down their guard.

"Everyone, stay focused on maintaining the National Grand Array! Until the Rift Vortex is fully sealed, do not lower your guard!"

Their voices, transmitted through the Agency's specialized comms network, echoed in the ears of every operative across the field.

Every agent clenched their jaws, steadied their breath, and answered in unison, "Yes, sir!"

They had a pressing task at hand. Until the vortex fully disappeared, ensuring not a single Alternate could breach Crisea's borders was their mission.

Every person on the ground was pouring every drop of their spiritual energy into what they could do, however small.

All of it was silently witnessed by the very people they were protecting from the start.

Someone nearby happened to capture the moment on their phone—a humble mystic, unknown and unremarkable, standing quietly at the edge of the array.

He wasn't in any kind of uniform, just everyday clothes. His spiritual energy didn't seem strong, and not long after the ritual began, his nose started to bleed.

He didn't stop, though. Instead, he kept channeling his energy into the array.

Once the video hit the internet, it sent a wave of quiet awe through those who had been refreshing news feeds in helpless anxiety.

Even those who had always believed that "when the sky falls, someone else will hold it up" found themselves shaken. Their hearts stirred.

For the first time, they looked to the sky and began to pray for this catastrophe to end soon.

"Cease the descent, please."

"Please let this be over soon."

But whether replaced or replacer, neither side could truly accept the chaos of a word fused in such a way. Strip away the layers of interworld complexity, and they were, at their core, just ordinary humans.

Shannon looked up at the vortex still reversing above her, feeling the shift in the Rift Vortex's flow. At last, she understood something.

The power they wielded now might be enough to reverse or stall a Rift Vortex powered by the Might of the Divine Power, but it couldn't return everything to its origin.

Without that return, this world would remain trapped in chaos.

At the same time, the original world, bereft of the Alternate Divine Power, would also plunge into its own disorder soon.

The alternate world had been forged by the Alternate Divine Power as a desperate last resort, a vessel to bear what the original world couldn't contain.

From the start, they had been getting the short end of the stick, carrying the burden of disaster.

If now, she chose to cast away the alternate world simply because it could no longer carry that burden, then what made her any different from the Alternate Divine Power she had just condemned?