The Storm Devours (Part One)

"Compared to the storm that struck the Rotting Sand Tower United Kingdom before its destruction, this Death Storm seems much weaker. It's probably due to the fundamental difference between the two storm eyes... After all, this is a natural storm eye in a place where the world's laws are weak. Even if the Wind Barrier's structure collapses, this will still be a weak point in the storm."

Unlike Biang, Reilo found communicating mentally much easier.

He took a deep breath, then slowly rose into the air amid the Death Storm.

Clink, clink, clink, clink...

The higher he went, the stronger the storm became. Fine grains of sand battered his protective shield, making a sound like metal scraping against metal as ripples occasionally appeared across its surface. Reilo's energy consumption rose sharply with them.

Pi, barely managing to hold on, looked at Reilo with pleading eyes. But Reilo merely glanced at him indifferently, just as he had once ignored the countless white mice on his experimental tables. A scholar's detached rationality undoubtedly made it easier to accept the world's cold, brutal nature.

He looked down at filthy, muddy, stinking Saint Bilimoya, polluted by the laws of corruption, and watched it change beneath the Alpha Death Storm.

The black smoke representing the corruption of the laws was rapidly scattered by the raging sandstorm.

"As expected of the Death Storm, one of this world's fundamental laws. Even without any outside influence, the laws of corruption here will completely disintegrate within a few months, and this place will return to the fundamental laws of this world: vitality, mutation, adaptation, and violent destruction."

A trace of awe stirred in Reilo's heart.

"That ancient civilization had already woven its own art into the fundamental nature of this world."

Pi struggled, doing everything in his power to