Meanwhile, in a hollow somewhere on Enzouzan.
A dazzling Golden Stream, like a falling star, streaked across the sky at tremendous speed.
Samael, clad in Golden Sagittarius Armor, beat his golden wings as he looked down at the hazy Enzouzan, his brow gradually furrowing.
As far as the eye could see, the mist blanketing the entire region not only severely interfered with perception, but also blurred the boundary between the mountain and the present world, dragging it into a peculiar otherworldly space.
Tch, the entire Enzouzan had actually been isolated...
Looks like I needed to move even faster!
Hovering in midair, the ancient serpent paused briefly, relying on instincts from long ago to correct his direction. Then he stirred his magical energy, intending to accelerate further and reach Enzouzan's true heart as soon as possible.
However, just as Samael neared a dense forest, his opening and closing vertical pupils suddenly caught glimmers of light flashing in and out from the depths of the fog, like reflections in a mirror.
Not good!
In that instant, the ancient serpent sensed danger and folded his wings, diving sharply.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss!"
Almost at the same moment, sharp whistling tore through the air. Several Magic Beams—purple-red, silver-white, and cyan-blue—came hurtling toward him, passing over Samael's head.
Looking in the direction of the attack, he saw hundreds of Magic Formations scattered throughout the dense forest within the thick fog. They overlapped, linked, and meshed together into a seamless whole, like gears in intricate machinery.
Then, as Samael drew closer, an intense collective hum came from ahead. Row upon row of Magic Formations automatically focused on and locked onto the two intruders entering this airspace. Reassembled Magic Beams shot forward in a rain-like barrage.
There was another one!
Still, with defenses this tight, it meant