As he drew the Ring Rune, an orange-gray radiance flashed through He Ao's eyes, and nested orange-gray rings appeared in his pupils.
A huge phantom eyeball embedded within an inverted triangle took shape behind him.
He could see that as he drew the rune in his hand, some sort of tremor seemed to ripple through the entire bottom layer of the world.
Like ripples spreading across the deep sea, even the lines that formed the bottom layer of the world began to sway.
Yet that swaying did not reach the surface of the world. The lines gently undulated, influencing one another and canceling out the ripples, as though they were smoothing themselves over.
At that moment, grayish-purple radiance also wound around He Ao's palm like strands of thread, flickering with a profound glow.
This rune was the Fate Guidance Rune taught to him by Levi, the angel of the Copy World.
The effect of this rune was to allow its user to gain a certain degree of "guidance" regarding their occult doubts.
Under normal circumstances, He Ao did not actually want to use this rune.
To accept fate's gift was to face the troubles brought by fate.
But at this moment, he could no longer concern himself with that.
As he drew the rune, he also formed a question in his mind.
What crisis might I encounter when advancing to angel?
As that thought arose in his mind, the calmed bottom layer of the world surged violently once more.
The storm rising from the bottom layer of the world even affected its surface.
Outside the train, the relatively calm sea suddenly erupted into a howling storm, and the Verola, which had been traveling steadily all this time, began to shake violently.
The savage aura even buffeted the Eye of Truth