Light streamed down, meeting a circular spell formation that emerged from the earth... When the faint glow faded, the First Tower Master of the Secret Arts Tower, the True Dragon of Shenzhou, and Little Butterfly Demon, the nurse from the pet hospital, landed simultaneously before a cliff.
The peaks before them were steep and perilous. Clearly, this was not the sort of garden where Golden Apple trees had been planted.
"All right, we're now in the territory of the Thirteen Clans—the Torredo Clan." The First Tower Master slowly spoke. "According to the information fed back to us, this should be the last place where Fafnir was active."
"Fed back?" Little Butterfly Demon asked curiously, looking around.
The True Dragon of Shenzhou casually explained, "The foundation on which this Non-human Realm was originally established was created by that fellow... It's like the framework needed before constructing a building. He controls most of the Non-human Realm's information network, and can also use the power generated when these foundational formations operate to perform long-distance jumps within the Non-human Realm... Before arriving here, didn't we stop for a few moments several times? That was done by taking advantage of the connections between different formations... What, you don't understand? And they call you a top student! Let me put it this way. Do you know Flying Chess? That fellow has dice for rolling, and they're dice whose numbers can be controlled at will. If he wants to fly a few spaces, he flies a few spaces! Don't tell me dice only go up to six. I was just giving an example!"
"Oh... How amazing!" In any case, Little Butterfly Demon clenched her tiny fists and looked at the First Tower Master with admiration. "Flying Chess and dice... What a vivid comparison! By the way, Dragon