Locke stepped down from the carriage and nodded at the Crystallization wizard of the Summoning School, whose entire body was covered in dinosaur feathers. The wizard immediately bowed to Locke, who then walked toward the institute. Before him stretched a barren wilderness. Not a single shrub grew there, only clumps of wild grass, among which lived many lizard-type magic creatures.
As Locke approached the wilderness, a breeze suddenly swept over the grassland. In the wind, Rain-Marsh's most magnificent research institute appeared before him. A colossal dragon claw extended from the earth toward the sky, and for an instant, Locke seemed to see the Path of Truth again.
In other words, this enormous stone structure, resembling a dragon claw reaching toward the heavens, was itself a Root Realm situated upon the Path of Truth. As long as a wizard was inside it, it was equivalent to standing on the Path of Truth at every moment.
Locke pondered for a moment and realized that the institute itself had been shaped through the Pseudo Forging of different wizards. In other words, the entire building was made of magic. It was magic itself.
As expected of the institute hosting Rain-Marsh's only super project.
The scale of it was simply miraculous.
Moreover, the level of this Pseudo Forging had to be exceptionally high, and there had to be many such constructs. It somewhat resembled the Ancient Tyrannosaurus King among the Ancient Three Kings.
A hunched old woman holding a candle appeared before Locke. She coughed and looked at him in surprise.
"Are you Wizard Locke Augustine? This is the first time in a hundred years that the institute has opened its doors to an outsider. It is truly rare, especially for a Moon-Ring Wizard to be invited inside. Please follow me. The institute has been