A soft glow flickered.
The Crystal Ball floated in the side hall, reflecting one scene after another.
Rex studied the scene carefully, his face gloomy, his thoughts unreadable.
The scene displayed on the Crystal Ball was the sky. Countless clouds appeared clearly within it, every movement and change reproduced perfectly.
As time passed and Rex continued to watch, his expression grew increasingly grim, his brows drawing into a deep furrow.
After a long while, Rex put away the Crystal Ball, reclined on the soft bed, and entered the Warcraft System. Today was an important day for him. He put everything in the real world out of his mind. Nothing mattered more than what was happening within the Warcraft System.
A breakthrough. Today was the day his avatar within the Warcraft System would break through and become a Heroic Powerhouse.
This would be an enormous change, heralding the arrival of an immensely important era.
Rex had always firmly believed that as his avatar within the Warcraft System grew stronger, the system itself continued to change. Once he reached the heroic level, a transformation unlike anything before would descend.
As Rex sank his consciousness into the Warcraft System and opened his eyes again, he had left the Royal Palace of Gilneas and arrived on a grassland.
The faint fragrance of grass wafted toward him. A crimson morning sun rose slowly above the horizon, gilding the vast grassland with gold. Dewdrops on the blades of grass shone with multicolored light, like pearls set into emeralds.
The boundless green fields unfolded bit by bit before Rex's eyes, forming a unique landscape.
What a sweeping vista of grassland. What a vast expanse of open plains.
This was the world within the Warcraft System. Compared to before, the changes were enormous. However, they were not the