Nothing unexpected happened on the journey back, as though he had been protected by the wisp of Hope Light in his hand.
After flying a short distance toward the depths of the Bone Continent, Green saw the ground covered in the remains of enormous creatures. They seemed to be relics left behind, at the very edge of this Dimensional Esophagus Bone Continent, by a race of mountain-rhinoceros-like beings from ancient history that had once attempted to challenge the fate of truth.
The grayish-white bones easily exceeded a hundred meters in size. Pale green patterns ran across them, and they still retained the final faint traces of life-element energy.
Yet these biological specimen remains could no longer draw even the slightest bit of Green's attention.
Crackle, crackle!
Black arcs of electricity twisted the light in every direction. Amid high-frequency vibrations that stirred restless unease, the arcs flashed and vanished. After a smooth, mirror-like cave had been annihilated into the Bone Land below, Green cradled the Hope Light in his hands. His tri-colored eyes stared at it with intense anticipation before he flashed into the cavern.
At the bottom of the cave, Green carved out a temporary laboratory.
Bone chairs, a bone table, experimental instruments, research notes, a shadowless magic lamp, air freshener, soul-calming incense... Unhurriedly, Green arranged and planned every item, determined to make everything as perfect as possible.
Once the laboratory was sealed, no sound from the outside could reach it. Like that terrifying creature standing atop its eye, hiding underground and using unknown methods to strengthen its seal and evade the punishment of truth's fate, Green hid himself beneath the earth and devoted himself wholeheartedly to preparing for this bloodline witchcraft transplant.
For this, Green even calmed his mind and meditated for the time it took an hourglass to