A silence—deadly silence.
After who knew how long, Jormungandr, the Justice God, finally broke it. He gave a dry laugh and said in as relaxed a tone as possible, "Actually, perhaps it isn't anyone's doing. Maybe that is simply how the rules of this world work."
At his words, everyone relaxed somewhat, but worry still lingered on their faces, and unease remained in their hearts.
Jormungandr's guess was certainly one possibility. To be honest, Sui Xiong even felt that this possibility was more likely. Yet compared to the possibility that the Lord of Order had arranged all this, it seemed utterly ordinary—neither shocking nor anything that could inspire alarm or fear.
The more sensational something was, the more it drew people's attention. It was the same in every world. Earth's news industry had a famous saying: "Dog bites man isn't news; man bites dog is news." For Sui Xiong and the others, "the main plane has always had this restriction" was not news at all, not even worthy of their concern. But if it was "the Lord of Order restricted all living beings from exploring the boundaries of the main plane," that was sensational enough—enough to make them pay attention, enough to make them worry.
After all... the former was not dangerous, while the latter was very dangerous!
At the thought that this restriction might have been imposed by the Lord of Order, everyone's scalps prickled. They looked at one another for a long while. Even though Jormungandr had proposed a more reasonable and safer possibility, he could not wholly dispel the fear in their hearts.
Fortunately, there was someone here who was not afraid.
After a while, Sui Xiong laughed. "This looks rather interesting. Once this drought-relief effort is over, I want to go take a look at the