"You are your own Chosen..."
Isengard stared blankly at Ian, who had spoken those words. He instantly understood why Ian had said them, and his pupils trembled slightly. "Could it be that you've already..."
"When we reach the Silver Sky Gate, all will be known."
Ian did not confirm it. He himself was only guessing and needed actual "evidence" to prove it.
And the Silver Sky Gate was his goal.
But now, merely reaching the Silver Sky Gate was extraordinarily difficult.
Rumble!
It was as if ten million bolts of lightning had burst open at once, purple-red thunder staining the entire sky the color of sunset clouds.
Looking up from the ground, the members of the City of Knowledge on the surface initially thought, Have the big shots in the sky pulled off some huge stunt again? It was something they were rather used to. The worst experimental failure of the past thirty years had caused a floating island to fall, and that time had looked much the same as today—purple-red skies and countless bolts of exploding lightning.
But this time was different.
Because two supreme powerhouses seated at the Apex Seat were confronting each other in battle above the heavens.
An invisible psionic field collided with natural Origin Matter both inside and outside the Heavenly Capital. The surging shockwaves shook the entire cluster of floating islands apart slightly, while dark clouds filled the sky and blotted out the sun, turning nearly half the City of Knowledge into night in an instant.
The two Fifth Energy Level powerhouses, the two strongest beings on Terra—merely the clash of their wills was enough to shift planetary weather and cause drastic celestial upheavals across an entire region.
And it was not only the City of Knowledge. Even nearby Farshore Island, the Blazing Flame