Within seconds, the ruins that had been covered in black moss became a barren wasteland, devoid of life or vitality.
Only after waiting a good while longer, confirming that there was no danger and that his spiritual intuition gave no warning, did Cyril leave his current dimension and return to reality.
The road of decaying stone slabs beneath his feet had become a gravel-strewn desert. The ruined city on either side had turned into dunes of varying sizes, with fine sand trickling down them as a gust swept past.
"Reciting the name of 'Mother Earth' here causes 'life' and 'desolation' to alternate rapidly?"
"But why did moonlight appear at the beginning?"
"Does this mean Lilith still holds some authority over the 'Moon,' or did it activate something belonging to the Moon domain in these ruins?"
As he murmured, a gold coin flew into the air with a ringing sound, spun several times, and landed back in his hand.
Heads up. An affirmative answer!
After a moment of silence, he drew out a sheet of drawing paper and retrieved a glass sphere containing a sealed azure eye from the picture.
Boom!
A silver-white bolt of lightning struck less than half a meter away from him, leaving the gravel scorched black and partially vitrified.
Cyril glanced up at the pitch-black sky. The darting lightning seemed to have grown more active. "Has the weather greatly increased the probability of being struck by lightning?"
After a moment of hesitation, he put the crystal ball back into the picture, then took out another sheet of drawing paper and gave it a gentle shake.
The paper, covered in abstract symbols, ignited instantly, burning into a quietly blazing Brilliant Spark.
The next second, the Brilliant Spark shattered with a crash, becoming countless fragments tinged with starlight. They