Compared to the Three-Legged Death Crow's grand fanfare, Green was far more low-key and covert.
With a soft "pop," the Extreme Abyss Magic Staff lightly touched the origin-rule runes beyond the Black-Gold World. At once, the runes rippled outward in expanding rings, forming a vortex of rules beneath Green's feet.
With the World Garment's rule-based constitution, Green effortlessly merged into it.
Crackle! Crackle!
Gales roared, lightning flashed, and thunder boomed.
Arcs of electricity struck Green's body, bringing a faint tingling itch and a slight sting, but nothing more. Had a sovereign's rule-based body descended instead, it would likely have provoked the resistance and rejection of the entire world long ago. The price in Soul of the Sovereign that would have to be paid was not one any sovereign would willingly bear.
That was precisely why the Black Isotta Stigmata Wizard had once fallen at the hands of Aibadon, King of the Purgatory Giants, in the Flame Soul World.
But Green had yet to achieve a sovereign's rule-based body. He was a sovereign who walked within worlds, and with the World Garment's constitution added to the mix, invading a medium-sized world like this was easy.
With a "squelch," Green slipped into the world like a loach.
Hm!?
Perhaps because they faced the life-or-death threat posed by the Three-Legged Death Crow, this world had been mining and smelting Black-Gold with all its strength. The air was thick with polluted toxic gas. Like the pollution of the Metal Destroyer Civilization, it was destruction of world will that severed a World Lord's chance to gain the world will's notice and recognition.
By that logic, not only the Death Crows, but even the Three-Star Vultures, guardians of this world's will, should have been wiped out by now.
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