Greta Archipelago—Main Island
On the coast of the main island, a portal glowing with pale blue light appeared out of thin air.
Immediately afterward, two figures slowly stepped out of the portal. They were Angella and Nar. Standing side by side, they surveyed the island's scenery.
Angella, a legendary druid, had barely set foot on the island before his natural senses automatically connected with it. An unusual feeling immediately rose within him.
It was as if an invisible yet powerful pressure surged toward him like a tide, pressing tightly against him. This pressure did not come from any individual being, but from the aura emanating from the entire island. It was filled with rejection and resistance, making Angella's heart pound.
Angella's expression instantly turned grave. His previously relaxed brows drew tightly together, forming a deep furrow.
His faintly green eyes passed over the small grove ahead and stared directly at the pitch-black forest not far away.
Deep within the forest, at the center of the island, stood a towering mountain that reached into the clouds. His consciousness was blocked before it could reach the mountain.
Angella spoke with a heavy expression, his voice carrying a trace of concern.
Hearing Angella's words, Nar could not help turning to him and asking in confusion:
"What's wrong, Angella?"
Naes was also a legendary Fire Elementalist Mage. After setting foot on the island, he too felt some discomfort, though it was nowhere near as pronounced as Angella's.
The old druid did not directly answer Nar's question. Instead, he slowly raised the wand in his hand, which looked like a dead branch, and silently chanted a spell.
As the old druid finished casting, green light surged from the bottom of his wand, swiftly intertwining to form a massive summoning circle.
A moment later, as the