After hearing Rabbit Girl's analysis, Angel suddenly understood... He knew about the Savage World's Violet Hour.
Whether it was the Frost Moon Alliance's regularly published Record of Plane Expeditions, or Feiwenda—the spatial grand wizard known as the "Traveler," whose travel writings had sparked a craze for interplanar journeys—in his masterpiece Spatial Odyssey, both had lavishly depicted this wondrous sight.
Angel could even still remember Spatial Odyssey's description of the "Violet Hour"—
"When the Morning Star pierces the night mist, the sky of the Savage World sheds its darkness and unfurls a translucent violet glow, as though someone had ground an entire condensed purple gemstone into luminous dust and scattered it across the heavens."
"That violet is neither deep nor gaudy, carrying the clarity of early morning. Even the drifting clouds are dyed into pale-violet cotton fluff. Even the wind, when it brushes past, seems to trail fine flecks of violet light behind it. It is so beautiful that one forgets to breathe, feeling only as though one has fallen into an illusion carved from gemstones."
It was precisely because of Feiwenda's description that many wizards who loved beautiful scenery were willing to visit the Savage World and commemorate the Violet Hour.
And yet Angel had completely overlooked such an iconic Violet Hour just now.
That was not quite right.
It was not that he had overlooked it. He simply had not connected the pale-violet sky before him with the description in the book at all.
The reason was still the same: if you had never seen many things with your own eyes, it was difficult for them to leave a deep impression in your mind.
Fortunately, Rabbit Girl was here.
Angel returned to Madam Huo Luo's side and, beneath her probing gaze, announced, "This cage space recreates the dawn scene