"Man, they've been fooled by your trick," Peter said after the two aircraft piloted by the corrupted officials of Leslie went away.

"Just a cheap trick," Varth said as he pressed a red button, causing the Arc to suddenly materialize in the place where it had been before the beginning of the chase.

The Arc had a special system that camouflaged it from all sorts of detection methods. Varth had activated this auxiliary system right after the rockets exploded and clouded their vision.

They were hiding right behind the enemy all this time, while they chased after a fake holographic image shooting out a disk manually controlled by Varth.

"Still, it was wholesome and awesome to watch those monkeys chasing after a holographic image," Vincent said as he placed his hand on Varth's shoulder, a smile stretching across his face.

"Haha!"

Peter laughed out loud as he recalled what happened several minutes ago.

"Though, why did you say those words?"

Vincent asked as he looked at Varth with a questioning gaze.

"I told everyone in the Arc to buckle up and that the ride was about to get rowdy because I suspect there's a spy among the captives. I'm not sure whether I'm right, but it doesn't hurt to be careful."

Varth had a cautious nature, and it has been embed in his soul after years of roaming in deadly fields where betrayal, death, and worse things are only a daily occurrence.

Thankfully, he managed to escape his family, and now he was able to live a more peaceful and enjoyable life.

"Of course, it does not," Vincent said, agreeing with the words of Varth.

A few moments later, once they got on track, heading towards the City of New Hope, Peter asked, "Should I go and keep an eye on them?"

"No need. That will only make the captive suspicious." Varth replied.

"Alright," Peter nodded.

"How long till we reach the academy?" Vincent asked.

"At the speed at which we are going, it will take only a few hours," Varth replied as he set the Arc on autopilot mode.

Vincent sat down on the comfortable chair behind the pilot's seat with an impatient look on his face.

He couldn't wait to report the crimes of the corrupted officials of Leslie to the members of the academy and get them punished.

"Wait here and don't let anyone inside," Varth said as he stood up from his seat.

"Okay," Peter said.

"Where are you going?" Vincent asked as he looked at him.

"To take a piss," Varth replied without looking at him as he rushed out of the command center.

He then locked himself in the bathroom.

"Sorry, grandpa, but to find the scum in my holy Arc, I'll have to break the promise I made to you," Varth muttered under his breath as he looked at the mirror reflecting himself, and at the same time, he took off the mask covering his Demonic Eye of Abhorrent.

After a full two years, the Eye of Abhorrent was unsealed!

His hair changed color from dark brown to silver, and his eyes changed color too.

His right eye socket turned whiter than snow, while his left eye socket turned darker than the depth of the abyss.

Black energy seeped out from his inky, black eye socket, spreading and permeating into the surrounding area, turning the very fabric of reality dark.

"Eye of Abhorrent Demonic skill: A memoir of the past."

His entire existence vanished from the face of Xavier after Varth chanted an entire demonic verse in an archaic language.

He found himself in the center of a dark expanse brightened by hundreds of thousands of tiny glows of different colors, feeling insignificant in the face of the world of darkness and little stars that stretched far and wide with no end in sight.

"I choose you!" Varth, or to be more exact, Wrath said in an imperialism manner as he raised his hand to point at a yellow glow far, far away from him.

In the very next second, the red glow that was thousands of miles away from him suddenly materialized above his palm.

"I allow you to become a part of my strength!"

As soon as he said those words, the red glow merged with his white eye socket, modifying it with a few abstruse crimson symbols.

"Time to head back and pull the rat out of the hole."

Wrath snapped his fingers, immediately appearing in the toilet of the Arc.

"Eye of Divination! I command you to show me where the scums are hiding in this Arc!"

As soon as those words left his mouth, the abstruse symbol expanded out of his right eye socket and changed the view reflected in the mirror from his figure and the interior of the bathroom to three different places, showing Wrath the figures of the three rats of Leslie that has snuck inside his holy Arc.

"I'll make sure to give them a pleasant ending, Leader." Wrath muttered as anger burst out of his white and black eye sockets.

"Hell's Paradise: Judgmental Layer of the Abhorred!" He said while looking at the three figures shown in the mirror.

In the very next instant, dark energy burst forth with him as the center, submerging the Arc and the area outside of it in a sea of darkness.

"Huh?"

"What is going on?"

"What the hell is this black stuff? Gah, help it's swallowing me!"

At the same time, four black vortex opened up in different areas of the interior of the Arc, swallowing Wrath and three other figures, teleporting them to a world of darkness.

"Where the hell am I?"

One of three rats that have snuck in Wrath's Arc along with the fugitive said as he looked at the black place brightened by crimson arcs stretching across the horizon.

"Chen, you're here too?!" Sare said in a confused voice as she looked at Chen.

Chen looked at her in confusion, but his confusion deepened as a voice came from beneath Sara.