Traveling between the teleportation arrays on the Low-Level Battlefield, Green flew straight to Teleportation Array No. 32. Space twisted, and at last, he arrived at the site where the battlefield had been opened.
What met Green's eyes was an utterly desolate region. A howling, frigid wind swept past him, and nothing stirred on the dark yellow earth.
Beneath the gloomy sky, the howling wind skimmed over the ground, lifting dust into the air. Whipped up by the gale, the dust gathered into columns of grayish-yellow smoke.
Green released his Mental Power and scanned the surrounding area.
"So it's a vast island?" The scan immediately helped Green understand the terrain. "The ocean separates the battlefields, and teleportation arrays serve as transportation to prevent chaos!"
Green's feet touched down lightly on the barren island as he murmured to himself.
A tremendous spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared above the island. A World Stone, twenty meters in diameter, floated in the air.
Green gently raised his hand toward the black World Stone. An invisible force surged from his body, and a stream of special information, carried by his Mental Power, entered the stone.
The information carried the coordinates of the Yellow Sand World.
Visible ripples suddenly spread through the air, as if a stone had been tossed into a still lake.
Ripples rapidly expanded and interwove around the World Stone. Blue lines and white runes appeared in the air. Now a Fourth-Level Wizard who had comprehended Rules, Green no longer needed to set up a Formation to draw upon the World Stone's power.
The lines and runes continued to sketch and combine in the air. In the blink of an eye, a massive Formation took shape around the black World Stone.
The Formation was complex and precise, every rune operating exactly as it should. A