A narrow path wound beneath the stars.
The gentle murmur of water came from the center of the island.
A clear little stream meandered through the island, its waters gleaming silver-white beneath the moonlight.
Ian flew onward.
"This place is really huge." He passed through a dense forest blooming with luminous flowers. A faint flower scent filled the surroundings, mingling with the damp scent of soil in the air.
When his view suddenly opened up, Ian's breath caught. On the far side of the island stood a Boulder House atop a cliff surrounded by waterfalls. Water flowed down through special grooves in the roof, forming seven miniature rainbows beneath the sunlight. The stone house's walls were pieced together from irregular polygonal stones.
The walls were covered in cracks left by time, yet the structure remained incomparably sturdy. Its roof was domed and embedded with translucent crystals.
Under the starlight, they refracted dazzling, multicolored radiance.
Ian knew it.
The answer to the strange sights that had puzzled him
might lie not far ahead.
Because, with the extraordinary vision granted by being a Legendary Wizard—vision so absurdly powerful it was on another level—Ian could see that glowing Titan Runes had been embedded into the seams between every stone.
Three interlocking rings
were the exclusive mark of high-ranking Titans.
He had seen similar patterns in Castle in the Sky before. Clearly, seeing them here again meant this place had indeed been built by Titans.
As for whether this floating island amid the stars was Titan's Old Land, Ian could not say for certain—though it was possible.
They said children loved to imitate their parents.
No matter what,
Zeus and his group could be considered the Titans' "children." If they had once known about or visited this place, then there was clearly a reason