Tidal Elves had a life form much like some kind of gel, like sugar melted at high temperatures.
As the survival fluid inside the disaster war platform drained away, leaving less and less, the few Tidal Elves frantically manipulating microcurrents to erase their flight log traces began showing signs of oxygen deprivation and suffocation. They shifted into various shapes against the inner walls of the Flying Device, struggling in agony.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
After the tsunami disaster, the four elite scholars of the Curvature Reef Plan who had narrowly escaped with their lives noticed the sudden crater in the stone wall and the unidentified object, about two meters in diameter, at its center. They tensed and prepared for danger.
The four cautiously surveyed the area around the crater first.
Huff, huff, huff.
They were actually somewhat nervous, and their breathing had grown a little hurried.
The crater was more than thirty meters across. From a distance of more than ten meters, they watched the colorful sphere at its center. As elite members of the Academic World, they had been chosen for this project and enjoyed far greater allowances and authority than ordinary academy instructors because the Academic World recognized their qualifications.
Naturally, the moment they saw this unidentified object that had fallen from the sky, the four thought of a terrifying possibility.
"Could it be... a Flying Device intercepted by the Curvature Reef?"
An elderly scholar murmured aloud the suspicion on everyone's mind.
Everyone's gaze fixed on the few struggling alien life forms inside the colorful, bubble-like barrier, while they maintained a cautious guard.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
Just then, at the distant edge of the island—far beyond the range of their vision and senses—one powerful energy shockwave after another suddenly erupted.
Even though they were separated from it by