Following Guliwan, the Motian Realm Corruptor, Green flew slowly onward.
Colorful butterflies swirled around him. Wherever he went, Green seemed to be the center of the world, greeted by brilliant flowers blooming before him across the vast land of this great world, welcoming boundless beauty.
Little Eight stood on Green's shoulder, staring wide-eyed at everything around them. It seemed never to have experienced anything like this before, as though it were embarking upon an entirely new journey of life.
Yet beneath the Face of Truth, the three-colored light in Green's eyes flickered, and in the end, he merely sighed.
"Though beautiful, this is not the path of a wizard. It is merely the rules of the Corruptors. And I am nothing more than a chess piece suited to those rules, relying on them to produce such splendor."
With a light wave of his hand, Green used a Stigmata Wizard's absolute control over natural power to disperse the natural force surrounding him.
At once, all that beauty vanished like smoke.
"There are three paths of True Spirit dedication. The first is like Maggie's Gift World, or One-Ring True Spirit Wizard's Tooth Fairy Tale: gradually influencing the Wizard World. But the time required for True Spirit dedication is exceedingly long. Ordinary human lives are simply too brief; it can only keep growing amid promotion and forgetting, and may very well fail. Its advantage is that it has no side effects, while its rule amplification is also powerful."
Guliwan ahead sensed Green dispersing his natural power. Turning around, he smiled, reclining atop a slowly plodding elephant as he continued basking in the warm sunlight.
Green smiled back at Guliwan.
Perhaps it was the Face of Truth's special ability. Some saw mystery and strangeness, some saw the wisdom of truth, and some saw terrifying