"Quite a few neighbors," Carpenter remarked, gazing at the Starry Sky outside the Mage Tower with a touch of sentimentality in her voice.
If she and Russell had remained on the ground, they probably would never have seen so many neighbors... Undead ships were flying back and forth right in front of them.
"They only look close." Russell glanced over and answered calmly. "In terms of actual distance, they're already about as far away as the Black Enigma Tower and the Despair Tower are from each other.
"The Astral Plane truly leaves nothing hidden."
Though he appeared calm, Russell's heart was surging just as much as Carpenter's, despite her open sighs.
The distant sun and Silver Moon were so clear that he could even make out the flames and freezing tides rolling across their surfaces... Only then did Russell understand why Teacher Hill had said that the current Silver Moon was the Death Moon.
The sun was still normal.
But the Silver Moon felt completely different from when he had gazed up at it from the ground.
Back then, even though sensing the Silver Moon could be somewhat bone-piercingly cold, it could still keep one calm and clearheaded.
But after entering the Astral Plane and standing on the same level as the Silver Moon, Russell could feel it... this full moon had already entered the domain of death.
Not its own destruction, but... its laws were gradually changing.
No wonder Teacher Hill, those Gods, and even Demons and Devils were all so certain that the River Styx would hold absolute ownership.
In truth, Russell had never quite understood how they had reached that conclusion.
The Undead were clearly the strongest force in this world, and several Gods obviously did not fear the River Styx all that much... Russell naturally did