The third layer of the Abyss.
A colossal figure ran forward with light steps.
Accompanied by the melodious strains of a violin and the sweet, faint aroma of Icefire Benlifa, the rainbow-glowing figure crossed the deathly lands of eternal darkness, scaled the mountains of sinking dusk, leapt over frigid ravines, and finally arrived at a lush forest.
In the Abyss, it was exceedingly rare to see such a verdant forest. Rarer still was the sight beyond it: a living expanse of water stretching beyond the eye's reach.
Upon reaching the water's edge, the rainbow-glowing figure finally slowed and revealed itself.
It was a gigantic white elk as large as a small mountain, wreathed in mist and looking ethereal, dreamlike. Most astonishing of all were its sprawling, tangled antlers. Between them drifted a faint seven-colored mist, within which the phantom outline of a city could dimly be seen.
The beautiful violin music and rich scent of wine were coming from that phantom city.
Had Angel been here, he would likely have recognized at once that this elk was Kasisomi, the elk phantom spirit he had glimpsed only briefly in Nierting Winter Palace.
It was the largest phantom beast raised by the Frost Moon Alliance in the Abyss. Between Kasisomi's antlers lay another-dimensional space known as Phantom City.
A great many Frost Moon Alliance wizards were stationed in Phantom City year-round, and it even housed outposts from certain other wizard organizations.
It could be said that Phantom City was a Wizard Market existing within the Abyss.
And Kasisomi's existence made this phantom city a true moving fortress.
As Kasisomi strolled along the water's edge, a boy of fourteen or fifteen wearing an antlered hat ran out of Phantom City. When he saw the vast waters and lush forest around them, he cheered