"What are these fragile lifeforms, exactly, that they could make these highly intelligent metal robots serve them?"
Muttering to himself, Green suddenly felt as though he stood at the mouth of an enormous vortex of Mystery. It was as if a dark curtain lay between appearances and truth, elusive and bewildering. He longed to tear it open in pursuit of what lay beyond, yet it could not be destroyed through brute force; only the most delicate observation of wisdom could slowly unveil it.
In the Ruins World, there were countless ruined cities of varying sizes and scales.
Through the eyes of Green, a Stigmata Wizard, these cities had been exquisitely designed, yet their construction had clearly been somewhat rushed. They had also existed for a relatively short time before a war of somewhere between medium and large scale had broken out here, leaving the place silent for at least several eras.
"Hiss..."
As he turned the scaled creature that had discovered the trail of his Robe of Appearances into a biological specimen, Green drew a long breath. His tricolored eyes fell into deep contemplation as he gazed toward the heights of the sky.
One enormous Void Mothership after another, each over two thousand meters long, hovered above the ruins of larger ancient cities. Scattered across the view, there were roughly twenty or thirty of them.
Beyond the void, two Weird Crystal Terminators stood guard, along with a fleet of more than two hundred Void Motherships. Of the four-man team of Level 5 Stigmata Wizards, only he had managed to secretly infiltrate this world.
After silently recording this information in a special crystal ball, Green said in a low voice, "Perhaps I should infiltrate those Void Motherships and take a closer look at these strange creatures' living habits, as well as