The Bone Flying Lizard

Floco knew that Thor had deliberately sent him up here so he could conduct some experiments in private. He didn't call him out on it. Instead, he turned and spoke to Byron, who was sitting in the makeshift laboratory, still studying the Research Notes with a serious expression.

"Is this Chaos Domain the continent that was devoured by the Eye of the Abyss?"

Byron shook his head and answered honestly. "I don't know."

Floco sighed.

The nearly magic-free environment here, along with the vast quantities of inert Pollution Source filling the ground, had reminded him of a certain continent that had vanished from the Wizard World.

If he hadn't been sealed away in the Deep Sea before all this happened and forced to remain here, he probably wouldn't have known that the world had become like this.

But when he thought about it, how many worlds in the vast universe had vanished completely without a sound?

Seeing Floco sigh with such feeling, Byron suddenly thought the odd Mermaid seemed a little more real.

He walked over and asked Floco for advice. "Sir Floco, I still want to ask: how can I make use of the Elf race's Mental Power?"

At the mention of Elves, Floco lost interest in sighing and smiled. "I can teach you, but I'll need something in return."

Byron nodded. "Of course. What do you need?"

"Once you can extract the Elves' Mental Power on your own, I want a share of it too."

Byron said very seriously, "I don't have a problem with that, but aren't you worried about Corruption?"

Floco chuckled. "I can even make it through a Star Gate. Why would I be afraid of Elves trapped in the World Wall?"

That was a bit of a boast.

At the peak of his strength,