"Wow!"
That was a beautiful move by Raven!
Ronan knew that Raven had somehow transferred the accumulated sketches from the drawing software into the Mist Labyrinth, giving those domain fragments "life" for a short time and turning them into media for her drawings.
It was similar to how Ronan had previously used water vapor for demonstrations, but vastly more difficult.
For one thing, domain fragments were still domain fragments. No matter how fragmented or sealed away they were, their essence remained a direct manifestation of lawful rules. Their material structures were countless times more complex than the water vapor Ronan controlled. Whether the interference came from matter-energy or Soul Power, its effects would be greatly diminished when applied to such a medium.
Ronan understood the difficulty better than anyone, having carved out the Tree Hole Space from nothing within the Mist Labyrinth.
For another, as Raven displayed this sequence of "animation"—that was, the orderly progression and rich details linking the thousands upon thousands of sketches previously stored in the drawing software—Ronan had not seen her operate anything at all.
Yes, Ronan had not seen Raven make any manual adjustments while displaying the animation. At least, there had been absolutely none after the initial operation—Raven had merely provided an initial push of power, and then every subsequent change had unfolded naturally on its own.
It was as though Raven had programmed the vast sea of domain fragments in advance. With a press of the switch, every fragment would operate according to preset rules.
Something seemed off...
Ronan vaguely felt a sense of unease and wanted to analyze it more carefully, but at that moment, the content Raven was displaying itself caught his attention.
"Uh, this looks like..."
Ronan snapped his fingers. At the very center of the second level of the