Vast stretches of grassland had been burned into crystal, hillocks flattened one after another. The place where Tracy and Michael had fought bore shocking traces of battle.
The ground had taken on an eerie, semi-transparent glassy appearance, with insects and grass seeds that had been instantly vaporized at the time sealed within it.
Every step on it brought a sting from the lingering radiation of rules against the soles of one's feet, as though the space there were still convulsing in pain.
In that battle, both had displayed terrifying strength almost infinitely close to a Fourth-Level Miracle.
Lower-ranking wizards could not even look directly at those lingering traces, or the violent will contained within would tear their spiritual power apart.
After the battle ended, Tracy settled at the central point closest to the Fairy Ancient City ruins, directly facing Michael's Life Court encampment from afar.
Within a five-kilometer radius around both her and Michael, all the wizards stationed there had withdrawn of their own accord, forcibly creating two empty, unoccupied zones amid the "crowded" inner region.
This was not courtesy, but a living creature's instinctive reverence for the territory of apex predators.
It was an absolute "forbidden magic domain." Any elemental fluctuation without permission would be regarded as a provocation.
Viewed from above, it looked like a massive doughnut with two chunks inexplicably bitten out of its center.
It was the most direct projection of power and strength upon the geographical map.
Information regarding Tracy and Michael's identities and origins also began circulating within certain small circles.
Following Tracy and Michael's battle, the truly top-tier wizard geniuses of the south began arriving one after another.
The concentration of magic in the air began to turn viscous, as if countless colossal beasts had been crammed into a narrow cage.
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