Thirty years later.
"Outsider, hand over the treasure you're carrying, or you'll die!"
On a snow-covered mountaintop, just as Green had picked up the Snow-White Orb, an arrogant voice rang out beside him.
The haughty, disdainful tone made Green frown.
He turned toward the source of the voice. A colossal serpent with two wings sprouting from its back and black scales edged in gold looked supremely noble. Its enormous head was fixed on Green, and undisguised greed gleamed in its eyes.
"A native lifeform of the Mystic Realm?" A flicker of surprise crossed Green's eyes.
When the Mystic Realm fused all spaces together through the Great Attractor, it had deliberately separated its native lifeforms from outsiders, in order to preserve the strength of its own inhabitants.
After all, outsiders who could enter the Mystic Realm generally came from civilizations with a good Civilization Dimension, and could effectively suppress the Mystic Realm's native lifeforms.
But as Green sensed the aura of the Mystic Realm lifeform, likewise suppressed by the Mystic Realm, confusion first flashed in his eyes, followed by understanding.
Since the Mystic Realm's World Will had lost control of space itself, it could not fully control the vast space created by the fusion.
Whether native or foreign, all lifeforms could only be suppressed equally.
Still, the Mystic Realm's native lifeforms have appeared among outsiders so soon. Has the Mystic Realm recovered that quickly? Green wondered.
Normally, if the Mystic Realm's World Will had not recovered to a certain extent, it absolutely would not allow native lifeforms to come into contact with outsiders.
Let's see what's really going on! A trace of killing intent showed in Green's eyes.
Whoosh!
Green raised his hand. The Golden Longbow, which had been behind him, appeared in his grasp.
He drew the bowstring. A streak