These expedition scholars, who had left Starveil Land more than two years ago, had no idea that after the Ten Giants' secret meeting ended, Reilo had begun researching the mysterious keys left behind by the Gulan Civilization in his laboratory—the four Creation Swords: Frost Creation, Thunder Creation, Flame Creation, and Storm Creation.
These four Creation Swords were no ordinary objects.
Especially after Reilo placed them together, he—who had already begun trying to fuse his personal will with Law Power—suddenly sensed that the four swords carried a hidden will of their own, one connected to something.
So, after making thorough preparations, Reilo began his own exploration, almost at the same time the expedition scholars departed aboard the Sky Fortress.
The will on the Creation Swords was sometimes clear, sometimes indistinct.
Like the tides of the sea, it ebbed and flowed, greatly hindering Reilo's efforts to explore.
He was like a lone traveler who had left the calm eye at the center of the Grand Natural Sciences Academy and was making his way across a sand plain lashed by howling winds. Every so often, he took out the four Creation Swords and examined them for a while before continuing on.
He made no great haste, because he was in no rush.
He was still young, and his mind and body alike were filled with an optimistic spirit of exploration.
In this way, he walked at an unhurried pace for about a year, covering roughly 0.7 Starveil units, until he felt he was drawing closer and closer to that mysterious will.
One day, the four Creation Swords in his hands seemed to undergo a change that ordinary people would hardly notice.
The hidden connection, once intermittent and elusive, seemed to grow steady, like a sparkling thread pointing straight toward some place.
Reilo knew