A few days later.
It was still the same endless expanse of rolling yellow sand.
Rampaging storms shrouded the sky, the land, and everything in sight. This was a forbidden zone of civilization. Beneath the endless sands of its long history, the ruins built by who knew how many ancient species lay buried.
Like a lonely, solitary traveler, Reilo suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
The hidden wills within the four Creation Swords—Frost Creation, Flame Creation, Storm Creation, and Thunder Creation—were affected by some inexplicable force deep underground and suddenly flew out of control. Before Reilo's eyes, they transformed into four dazzling energy orbs, drawing elemental energy from the Alpha Death Storm and growing ever stronger until they formed a massive composite domain.
In an instant, the domain screened out the raging Death Storm, creating two completely different worlds inside and out.
"Hmm?"
After watching in silence for a while, Reilo tried to regain control of the Creation Swords from within the energy domain of the four glowing swords. But the mental will he sent out was swallowed up the instant it touched them, as if sinking into a mire.
Faced with this sudden turn of events, Reilo tried to physically retrieve the Creation Swords and bring the glowing blades within his control.
But the instant Reilo tried to fly, the energy domain of the four glowing swords swallowed up the exchange between the energy inside his body and the natural energy around him. His feet rose less than a meter off the ground before he drifted back down.
This time, Reilo's gaze sharpened, and he grew wary.
A scholar's use of energy was based on the evolution of their own Energy Magnetic Field—in other words, on improving their mass by constantly changing their physical properties.
Generally