Within the building ruins shrouded in dense white fog, Tobias held an oil painting set in a brass frame and curled his lips into a slight smile.
After a short wait, the painting changed into the scene he wanted.
Snap!
He raised his right hand and snapped his fingers in a good mood.
Deep within the fog, Botis's spiritual intuition delivered a sluggish warning.
Before he could react, vast swathes of crimson, scorching, slowly flowing magma appeared out of nowhere, replacing the collapsed Workers' Mutual Aid Association building.
Crimson flames swept through in an instant, mixing with the magma to form terrifying scarlet "waves" that surged high before crashing down violently.
Boom!
Botis's figure abruptly turned illusory, becoming one phantom door after another.
His true body continuously appeared behind the "doors," separated from the descending scarlet "waves" by different worlds. They faced each other from afar, layer upon layer, linked layer upon layer, stacked endlessly beyond count.
One scarlet "wave" crashed down, and another surged high...
Botis's expression darkened. Illusion could evade attacks, but it consumed a great deal of spirituality. Even as a Demigod, he could not maintain that state for long.
Moreover, the terrifyingly hot surroundings made him feel as if he were dehydrating rapidly. Perhaps he would turn into a dried corpse before his spirituality ran out.
After hesitating for half a second, an illusory book appeared in his eyes once more.
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
An illusory giant mercury-colored serpent emerged above his head.
The silvery-white serpent had no tangible scales. Instead, its body was covered in dense patterns and symbols, forming interconnected wheels, each surrounded by different markings.
The giant serpent slowly opened its mouth, bit its own tail, and formed a complete circle with its body.
Mercury-colored light bloomed from nowhere, sweeping