The moment Vizet stared at the Emerald Tablet rubbing, an irresistible push swept over him like a wave.
This push was naturally not unfamiliar to him, because he felt a similar push when he went to the Otherworld.
This push was guiding his consciousness, making him focus his attention on the Emerald Tablet rubbing.
When he concentrated on the Emerald Tablet rubbing, the light around him seemed to be drained away, and everything instantly turned dim and lightless.
The patterns on the Emerald Tablet rubbing seemed to gain Life Force, breaking free from the constraints of the rubbing and floating in the darkness.
These patterns gave off a faint but distinct glow, like a swarm of unbound fireflies dancing wildly. There was no trace of order to them; they merely circled and collided in chaos.
This situation also felt somewhat familiar to Vizet. Back when he faced the Mirror of Erised, he had felt something similar.
To confirm whether he was still clear-headed, he took a deep breath and instinctively moved his fingers. Feeling that the Magical Artifact was still held in his hand proved that, at this moment, nothing was wrong with his consciousness.
Vizet simply relaxed. He held his breath and focused, concentrating his attention further, allowing his thoughts to sink into the Emerald Tablet rubbing.
This chaotic state did not last long. As his attention focused further, the firefly-like patterns changed as well.
Those scattered points of light gathered together. No longer disorderly, they began to arrange and combine, converging into more concrete shapes.
The firefly-like patterns gathered together, forming one simple pattern after another: neat, regular squares, continuous wavy lines...
As these patterns appeared one by one, Vizet immediately understood. The squares represented the earth, the wavy lines represented the ocean...
He could also see