Blood Moon City was bottomless, stretching through a twisted, distorted void.
Her slender figure turned into a wisp of invisible wind, weaving and spinning through the scattered ruins.
She crossed the slanted, warped steps, touched down on her toes, then leaped and shifted across the rocky walls of the buildings.
"Hughberlian, be careful. This is the chaotic void zone. The Mechanical Messenger's vision is limited, and we've lost Marquis Ulysses's coordinates."
Abigail's voice came through her ear.
"Understood."
Hughberlian answered briefly and flew forward again.
For now, she had to rely almost entirely on Abigail's map to guide her.
At those battlefields, powerful allies were holding the enemies at bay, so the Mechanical Messenger could observe from a safe position.
As for an unguarded, high-speed eighth-tier unit like the Tenth Progenitor Marquis Ulysses, the Mechanical Messenger would be destroyed by the enemy the moment it approached even slightly.
In the area of space where Hughberlian traveled, broken walls, ruins, rubble, and shattered tiles constantly spun upward through the crimson abyss. Fragments chased and played with one another in midair, sometimes drawing close and sometimes separating. Invisible giant hands tugged and flipped the walls and damaged floors, wantonly twisting originally vertical lines into eerie curves and forcibly bending horizontal planes into impossible slopes, shattering the spatial laws deeply rooted in her mind.
Gravity, changing chaotically and heedless of reason, became an invisible net. Within it, Hughberlian felt as though she had stepped into a bizarre spacetime tunnel, each step seeming to defy the physical laws of the entire world.
Fortunately, after reaching a higher tier, flying spells became quite convenient. She only needed to change her cards to use high-speed wind magic or Telekinetic Magic.
"It's almost four..."
Hughberlian glanced at the time and plunged into the endless scarlet mist.
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