"There had been no road in the world to begin with. But once enough people had walked it, it became a road."
The guardian beside Quanzu at that moment was named Direction. It had come into being because roads existed, and was responsible for maintaining the threads of civilization. It could be considered one of the top guardians still remaining in the Star Curtain World. But as the Law Aura of the Star Curtain World was increasingly depleted, it had to endure the torment of gradually fading away day after day.
Quanzu's days weren't any easier.
Ever since migrating to the Frost Continent, Quanzu had faced two hardships. On one hand, the Frost Power of the continent constantly eroded it, forcing it to expend more energy to avoid freezing. On the other, the El Nino Cataclysm's capricious natural laws had left Quanzu feeling as though it were being gradually polluted. It could no longer bring hope of life as a hundred-percent pure source of vitality, as it once had.
Direction took the form of a tuft of windmill grass.
Reilo sat on the ground, listening to the two of them talk. He had intended to ask Quanzu's friend about the creature that Mielaoguai had said smashed apart the archipelago with thunder. Unexpectedly, even this well-informed guardian had no information about it.
"Over the past several thousand years, my power has continued to weaken. It isn't just me—all the guardians in this world are gradually approaching their end. I don't know how many minor guardians have already disappeared."
In response to Reilo's question, all Direction could do was sigh helplessly.
After hearing this, Reilo fell silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "That may not be entirely true."
Under the gazes of Quanzu and Direction, Reilo continued, "I've heard that a