Present day, southern Italy, near Naples... outside the outskirts of the Pompeii ruins.
The light representing the Coordinate of the Non-human Realm slowly faded, and two figures stepped out of it... Kuroroa and the Mystic Steel Tower Master of the Secret Arts Tower.
They looked as if they were merely chatting.
"Come to think of it, I haven't been here in nearly eighty years." Kuroroa raised a hand to shade his eyes as he gazed into the distance. "It's been such a long time... By the way, do you really send someone here every year to maintain the seal?"
The Mystic Steel Tower Master replied calmly, "I come here once every year."
Kuroroa gave an awkward laugh, then clapped the Mystic Steel Tower Master on the shoulder. "Then let's go. Hopefully Baelgong's sixth sense was wrong... I really hope we can't find any so-called clues here. Of course, I wouldn't mind if we did."
The Mystic Steel Tower Master said nothing, merely nodding... The seal had been layered upon itself, completely sealing the original battlefield beneath this ancient city.
To reach the battlefield, they would also have to open the seals one layer at a time... It would not be a simple task.
They quietly entered the ancient city. After being excavated, such ancient cities became famous tourist attractions... but only for the first few years. By now, fewer and fewer tourists were willing to come explore them.
Before long, they vanished into the entrance of a small tower.
Non-human Realm, Magician's Association, end of the tower.
The True Dragon of Shenzhou had been caught off guard by the sudden departure of the seven seats from Michael's Club. She opened her mouth... She had been planning to follow through the rift and cause them some trouble, if not