The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 776

Chapter 776: When Titans Arrive

In all his life, Adjutant Rhys Corvan had never seen, felt, or imagined anything like this before.

As the right-hand man of the Federation’s heir, he thought he’d seen it all. The unbelievable, the impossible, and those who could make such things possible.

From unreleased technologies to the strongest spiritual energies, that was the embodiment of Cassian, who trained them to be able to overpower armies with their collective spiritual might.

And they had shown the fruits of their training earlier. Showing how their delegation, despite their much smaller number, could easily churn out copious amounts of spiritual energy.

But just now... Just what were they looking at?

The moment the "meteor" hit the ground, everything he understood shattered.

He was frozen.

No—paralyzed.

Not attacked, not goaded. It was the immense feeling of needing to kneel because his spiritual energy wasn’t even in the same league to be noticed.

He couldn’t even grip his heart because of the staggering feeling looming over him.

Heck, he couldn’t even hear. Not the ringing in his ear or the thudding of his heart.

On a battlefield, he would’ve been dead.

To think this was after that monster had reigned in his spiritual energy.

If that guy hadn’t perfectly isolate the scope to the parade strip, would the rest of them be on the floor?

Rhys couldn’t really move, but his eyes, even in slow motion, could see the excited children.

With lesser sensitivity to external spiritual energies, most children—especially those born with lower ratings—would’ve only felt a bit. Just enough to feel power but not enough to be threatened like the rest of them.

However, because of that, they also couldn’t see what the rest of them were seeing.

The carpet of fire may have been extinguished, but in its place was a blanket of terrifying spiritual energy, visible only to those capable of using visual resonance.

God.

Was it a message for all of them?

He hadn’t been sure initially. But when that monster’s boots finally touched the same ground they were standing on, everything inside him answered with certainty.

Domination.

An overwhelming sense of subjugation that had him catching his breath.

And he, together with the Federation’s heir, couldn’t do anything but submit.

Who would’ve thought they were only just starting?

For Luca’s first step simply marked their guild’s entrance.

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Princess Gianina Theron Solaris was on the verge of jumping down.

The Imperial princess who had somehow managed to keep her composure throughout the parade finally folded the moment her absolute idol arrived in the coolest way possible.

And she had already embedded every detail into her brain.

She just didn’t think there would be more.

But then she heard it.

A beat.

Tak tak tak.

Tak tak tak.

Tak tak tak.

The sound rippled through the sky. It was not drums. It was the synchronized percussion of the House of Kyros mechas, all hovering overhead in a precise pattern. The mechanical rhythm sliced through the stunned reverence and awe, pulling everyone out of their stupor.

The crowd straightened. Breath held. Anticipation soared.

Nina’s eyes shone so brightly they looked like stars. She refused to blink. She clasped her hands together and held her breath. Because as if that beat were a signal, Luca lifted his chin and began to walk forward.

His steps were steady. Dignified. Radiating a presence that felt too refined for someone who had just fallen from the sky like a burning meteorite.

More than that, it was incredibly relaxed for someone whose mere strides marked arrivals.

Tak tak tak.

The far end of the parade route trembled as a shadow loomed over them.

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