After dealing with the pressing matters concerning Ideal Dreamland.
Who knew how long had passed.
In any case, the exact time was unimportant.
Such tedious things held little meaning for an immortal being.
At this moment.
Having finally dealt with all sorts of miscellaneous clutter, Orsaga, who now only needed to wait for matters to slowly proceed toward their final outcome,
turned a portion of his attention toward the murky Black Mist that had long since been fused into his body.
That was the key required to reach the Unity Council's headquarters.
It's about time to go take a look.
Thinking this,
he, inwardly expectant, also showed obvious curiosity in his eyes.
He had long been curious about the Unity Council's actual circumstances...
But because he had various matters to handle, despite having obtained the key long ago, he had never gone there.
Now.
Following Orsaga's thoughts,
a portion of his true body's power, along with a portion of the key's origin, was immediately separated out.
It automatically condensed into an avatar beside him.
At the same time.
Blood red demonic flames, resembling some kind of liquid, silently rose from the ground.
They formed a flaming gateway roughly twenty meters tall and five meters wide, its doors tightly shut.
Then.
Under the avatar's control, the separated key silently bloomed with dim violet streams of light.
Beneath that radiance.
Dense, countless incantations were projected onto the gateway.
Making the flowing flames continuously leap and flicker...
In essence,
this situation was somewhat like entering a dynamic password.
The password had to correspond with a certain power at the distant other end before it could successfully connect to the target.
Not long afterward.
As a certain resonance arose,
Orsaga vaguely sensed an indistinct gaze focus upon him.
Then it vanished in an instant.