As he spoke, Olbins casually picked up one of the rings on the tabletop and infused it with Mana.
The ring glowed faintly upon receiving Mana, and the other ring on the tabletop lit up at the same time.
Anvis could visibly see the space within the ring's center distort like an Oil Painting.
A moment later, the softly glowing ceiling of the room appeared within the ring.
Olbins's fingers, which had passed through the ring, were now protruding from the other ring on the tabletop.
After gesturing to Anvis, he pinched the ring in his hand and walked a few steps in one direction across the room.
When the distance exceeded three meters, the Inscription Circuit on the ring itself began to flicker, and the image within the ring started to ripple unstably.
Olbins took another step to the side, and the glow of the ring on the tabletop suddenly dimmed.
At the same time, the image of the ceiling vanished from the ring he held, and his fingers returned to their original position.
"Oh—"
Anvis exclaimed in admiration and lightly applauded Olbins, who held the ring in one hand.
"Are your fingers all right?"
"Actually, in most cases, it's very safe."
Olbins walked back and placed the ring in his hand onto the tabletop.
"I know what you mean, Anvis, but its structure doesn't involve spatial severance.
Perhaps on the surface, they appear to be two separate rings.
But from a higher-level perspective, they are actually two entrances to the same 'pipe.'
I supply it with Mana, and so this 'pipe' is constructed within surface-level space-time, causing the space-time coordinates of the two entrances to overlap into a single whole."
"When I cut off the Mana, the pipe disappears again.
The two entrances in Normal Space-Time are not