The moment Anvis's will took control of the Floating City, the many Ninth Rank Experts outside the city simultaneously sensed something unusual.
They had just been attempting to use special high-frequency Force Field Magic to dismantle the city's shield structure. But at a certain moment, the aura of these Ruins suddenly changed.
It was an ethereal yet incomparably clear sensation, as if the entire city had suddenly come alive.
"Wait, something doesn't seem right..."
A Ninth Rank Expert had barely spoken when a deep toll suddenly rang out from the depths of the city ruins.
Hearing the strange bell that had suddenly begun to hum, the three Ninth Rank Limits leading their respective factions reacted differently.
Saint Arbiter Yorgensen frowned. The bell reminded him of the bell of the Fate Stone Tower.
Crystal Door Bayer tightened his grip on his Scepter, somewhat worried about the many Pamir Academy students trapped within the Ruins.
Mystic Seeker Orvanni's expression shifted, and a faint anticipation suddenly rose in his eyes.
Under the bewildered and shocked gazes of the many Ninth Rank Experts from the three sides, the entire city trembled violently before its height suddenly began to rise slowly! With the surrounding seawater already parted, everyone could clearly see the enormous city ruins, dozens of kilometers in diameter, slowly floating upward as though weightless beneath a distorted Magic Shield—
Seabed sand and silt slid from the shield beneath the ruins, leaving behind a massive pit with slightly irregular edges.
In the golden afterglow of the setting sun, the Metal Spires at the city's four corners shone with dazzling golden light. Elegant buildings carried an air of refined grandeur, offering a fleeting glimpse of that brilliant ancient Golden Age.
"That's... a Floating City! An intact Floating City!"
Although they had already guessed as much