In the sky, the Law Aura that was constantly being siphoned away gathered overhead, forming a gigantic, eerie vortex.
As people lifted their heads to look, they felt as though their very souls were about to be drawn out with it.
Horrified, they hurriedly gathered their wits.
"Ever since the Academic World calculated the patterns governing the gravitational passage here using Sun Power, I've secretly sent members of my clan to guard this place. Almost every year, when the passage shifts and cycles back, we're attacked from above. They try to reclaim this place and plunder its mineral resources."
As the Ancient One led representatives of the various races across the ruins within the eye of the storm, he recounted the history of this end of the gravitational passage in the Star Curtain World.
Deep, bottomless mining pits and ravines still scarred the ground.
It seemed that no matter how rich or barren the mineral deposits here were, the Superhumans intended to extract every last bit, draining the land dry.
The wreckage of the Superhuman Outpost Base that Reilo had personally destroyed at the edge of the atmosphere had crashed into the ground, leaving tens of thousands of craters, large and small. The sight was truly spectacular.
"Fortunately, after suffering terrible losses, my people relied on this world's power to repel outsiders and managed to keep those enemies beyond its borders. We stopped them from continuing to plunder the mineral deposits and fueling their arrogance. But our Ancient Ones are simply too few in number. Even with the advantage of defending this passage, we've never been able to expand our gains any further."
The old turtle finished speaking with an ashamed look. By then, the group had finally reached the base where the Ancient Ones were stationed.
The Ancient Ones