Qiangliang Lingfiend had opened a passage, and soon the Eyebrowless Youth poked his head out from behind... The camera in his hand was still recording, giving them a clear view of the enormous double-sword-shaped battleship.
"Is this something from your Alliance?" Qiangliang Lingfiend suddenly asked with a frown.
"Doesn't look like it." The Eyebrowless Youth shook his head. "It's completely different."
"Then it really is something Urnam left behind." Qiangliang Lingfiend nodded.
The Eyebrowless Youth smiled. "Don't worry. I'm only taking a look. Please trust a cameraman's professional ethics."
Qiangliang Lingfiend gave no answer, but his figure had already descended. Soon, he stepped onto the sword-bridge deck of the enormous vessel... In the windless surroundings, there was only silence.
"Someone's been here." Qiangliang Lingfiend suddenly spoke.
"Not only has someone been here, it seems they've prepared to welcome you inside." The Eyebrowless Youth chuckled. The camera in his hand slowly panned across the deck, where a Light Gate gradually appeared.
Lingfiend and the youth exchanged a glance. In the next instant, their two figures transformed into light and flowed into the Light Gate... They represented the highest level of power in the Otherworld and the Alliance. They did not disregard everything—they simply feared nothing.
The two streams of light converged in the green-shaded space within the tree core... one ahead of the other.
Beneath the mottled radiance of the canopy, a dark-skinned woman in an exotic dress knelt in worship, her face pressed against the ground as though she were welcoming them.
"Heh..." The Eyebrowless Youth shifted his camera aside in mild surprise. This sort of reception was quite novel to him.
"Who are you?" Qiangliang Lingfiend asked calmly, unmoved.
He was no stranger to worship... Every living being in the empire worshiped him.
The dark-skinned woman did not raise