People on the streets stopped and looked up, waiting for the projection to descend completely.
The alchemists along the city walls had stopped repairing the formation patterns.
The world was about to end, for fuck's sake. Why repair some damn formation patterns?
Someone stood atop the city wall, gazing up at the sky.
Their eyes followed the path of the inverted projection all the way to the distant ridge, watching it pass over the mountains and continue pressing downward.
As it descended, the outline of the projected ridgeline slowly became clearer.
They could make out the mountain ranges and the distribution of vegetation, as well as tiny moving specks, like living creatures moving about in another world.
That unfamiliar world also had intelligent beings like them.
Meanwhile, the same phenomenon appeared in the sky above Goblin World.
The people along the Northern Territory border were the first to see it: a vast reflection of another world emerging within the gray-white sky.
Its outlines were so clear that every mountain range and river could be distinguished.
The reflection covered an enormous area. It was even larger than the projection that had appeared when Source Realm fused before, nearly blanketing the entire northern sky.
Its edges were still slowly expanding, stretching toward the horizon.
People on the ridges between fields stopped working, those in the fields slowly stood up, and herders made their flocks stop where they were.
Everyone already knew what that projection represented—once again, the great god had expanded His divine kingdom!
Because when Source Realm had fused last time, the sky had displayed a similar projection.
Only, the new world in this projection was even larger than Goblin World. Even combined with Source Realm, it was still smaller than this.
The moment Halu learned of it, he hurried