The teleportation platform was extraordinarily fast. In the briefest instant, beneath a curtain of colored light, the spatial coordinates at the level of laws had already been altered, and the two Bright Moon Professionals standing on the teleportation ring naturally entered the interior of Dolush's Eye.
It might have sounded unbelievable, but this seemingly simple teleportation produced by the metal platform was so fast that even Bright Moon Professionals could barely react in time! Such formidable magical craftsmanship was merely a single portal. It had to be said that the Netherese Civilization at the height of its power had truly been an unimaginably vast behemoth.
But obtaining the knowledge behind such powerful technology was precisely why Punk had come here, wasn't it?
Therefore, although he was slightly surprised, the caster who stepped onto the inner metal platform revealed no particular emotion. He merely surveyed the construct city before him—a city even Wedraxia had never seen—with his usual emotionless gaze.
The Semi-Mechanical Moon was a military fortress, but during Netheril's golden age, it had also served as a professional city and an alchemical factory hub. Thus, every stretch of ground within Dolush's Eye had been forged from neat, pristine Blazing Sun-tier synthetic metal, and a considerable number of its looming gray towers had even been built from Bright Moon-tier materials and above.
In fact, even after one and a half billion years, the Legendary materials within the Semi-Mechanical Moon still gleamed with cold metallic luster as if construction had only just been completed. They were perfectly intact. The vibrancy and cleanliness of the steel city even made one wonder whether someone might push open one of those tightly shut doors and step outside. The splendid play of light cast by the artificial atmosphere was somewhat heavy and dim, yet still eye-catching...