In a daze, it seemed as though a river of stars was pouring backward.
The sight before him shocked Angel, but it also gave him a chance to observe it up close.
Yet when he cautiously extended a tentacle of spiritual power to investigate, it was just as before—his spiritual power could not detect the vast river of stars around him at all.
It was as though these points of light did not exist in the space before his eyes.
Yet his naked eyes could clearly see them, and according to what Nausicaa and Toby had said back then, they could see them as well. That meant it had indeed stirred the material world and left traces behind. Yet it also seemed not to exist within the material world, but rather as a higher-dimensional existence, making its location impossible to grasp.
Angel sighed with emotion. He knew his own limits; at present, he simply could not conduct any systematic research on the Outer Eye. Since that was the case, he might as well let it be and quietly wait for it to end.
As he waited, Angel's thoughts galloped like wild horses.
The situation was now perfectly clear. Plane fusion really did trigger abnormalities in the Outer Eye. Even if he did not approach the region where the planes fused, merely opening a spatial passage near the point of fusion would produce the scene before him.
This proved that his earlier choice to stay far away from the plane fusion had indeed been correct.
But looking at it the other way around, even across an entire world, as long as the Outer Eye sensed a plane fusion, it would still find every possible means to absorb some strange energy produced during the fusion. Clearly, it was in desperate need of