Dago gazed at the hazy, dreamlike Fairy Ancient City, weaving continuously through the crowd.
He was like a lone wolf that had slipped into a pack, concealing every trace of his presence.
The surroundings were permeated with the Mental Force Fields unique to Third-Level Wizards.
It was the natural distortion the soul imposed upon the material world after a leap in the level of life.
The air was filled with highly concentrated elemental particles, thick as mercury.
Every breath brought a faint stinging pain to his lungs.
He gradually entered a territory filled entirely with Third-Ring Wizards.
But at this moment, everyone's attention was almost completely drawn to the Fairy Ancient City that had emerged.
No one paid any heed to his intrusion.
Occasionally, a few Third-Ring Wizards noticed him.
Their gazes were as indifferent as if they were looking at stones by the roadside, casually sweeping over him before withdrawing.
A cascade of multicolored energy light descended, and the full outline of the mysterious Fairy Ancient City finally appeared before everyone.
Ancient runes flowed across the surface of its walls, crystallizations of the Elder Wizard Civilization.
It was a massive city resembling an ancient castle.
Only along its lowest ring could one make out some strangely shaped streets and buildings.
Higher up, there were only vague, indistinct sights.
Space had folded there, and light had been twisted into dazzling patches of color.
The entire Fairy Ancient City resembled a colossal mirage.
It seemed to exist before their eyes, yet also appeared to lie within another dimension.
It was Isidore's interpretation of spatial laws.
It gave off an illusory, unreal feeling.
"Clink, clink, clink—rustle—"
Suddenly, a strange and pleasant sound resounded between heaven and earth.
The sound acted directly upon the sea of consciousness, stirring resonance within the soul.
It