At that moment, Iver, Zhu Tang—with his eyes tightly shut—and Cardinal Galatea all raised their heads at the same time.
It was as if a sudden peal of thunder had come from the heavens.
—That wasn't an illusion.
An extremely powerful Transcender's will descended from the sky, accompanied by illusory thunder.
Its pressure far exceeded what should have been possible for the Fifth Level.
Cardinal Galatea was fine, but Iver and Zhu Tang both felt a ringing in their ears at the same instant.
In that moment, they saw some sort of illusion—
It was a scene from thousands of years ago, inside this Tower to the Heavens.
Deep Blue radiance shimmered everywhere, and countless runes were reflected across the walls.
Most of the people here were Winged Ones, with a pair of pure white or brown wings growing from their backs. Some had a second pair of small wings behind their ears, while others had a second pair growing from their waists. Still others had wings sprouting around their hands and feet. Nearly everyone had their wings in slightly different places.
They floated in midair. Even the few who stood on the ground had their legs suspended, with only their toes touching the floor. Yet the wings behind them did not flap. Instead, it seemed that the ground emitted some sort of antigravity radiance. Only when they moved did they lightly flap their wings, quickly reaching the next location.
About one-third of them were Scaled Ones.
Some had Snake Tails from the waist down, and even snakes for hair. Others were beautiful merfolk, their upright ears resembling some kind of fish fins. The scales on their bodies and their distribution were entirely random. Some only had scattered patches, while others had at least half their bodies covered.
But they