Reilo searched through the Immortal's memories, looking for his answer.
He had no idea how the Shura Path had forced the Immortal to give up these memories, but they seemed like fragments, as though the Shura Path had plucked them from the Immortal's body piece by piece, eventually condensing them into a small crystal.
In the flourishing ancient age, nourished by abundant Law Aura, the massive Ancient Creatures had become the undisputed rulers of this world.
That continued until the moment the blood-red moon gradually approached this world from the depths of space.
"Found it."
The Thunder Continent, the most powerful landmass, was home to what was called the Gamma Arc. It turned out to be nothing more than a mysterious circle, like a window connecting to another mysterious world that resembled a shadow.
Reilo could tell that the Gamma Arc shared something with the window he had opened using the boundless Esoteric of π, but the two took entirely different forms.
The Gamma Arc was like a stable circle, floating atop a mountain for all eternity. Every so often, it spewed out large quantities of mysterious crystals, bringing the Gamma civilization a steady stream of wealth. The window Reilo had opened, however, was a bottomless vortex. It sucked in everything nearby, including him, the one who had opened it.
After studying it for a long time, Reilo still had no idea how to solve the problem.
So he began searching through the other memories for clues.
The scattered memories mostly concerned trivial matters: an Ancient Creature that had once ruled some region growing old and weak before dying, a great treasure appearing, or a disaster striking.
Such events might have held considerable research value for other scholars, but to Reilo, who was on the brink of life and death,