"I think you can stop for a moment."
As they flew higher and higher, Kroya finally spoke up. "Friend, are you planning to fly straight up and stand shoulder to shoulder with the moon?"
The fact that he could joke meant he was in a decent mood-he could see that the distance between the moon in the sky and the great tree in the distance hadn't changed at all.
There probably wasn't any danger of crashing straight into it.
It should have existed, but its distance wasn't quite what Kroya understood distance to be. Perhaps it was in another world or plane.
What was here now was only a projection of its divine power.
The Mage Association's textbooks had mentioned that, under normal circumstances, deities couldn't directly interfere with the Main Plane using divine power. At most, they could send down avatars or saints.
Even if they could interfere with the world using divine power, they couldn't easily enter the Main Plane. That rule had existed since ancient times.
No matter how powerful a deity was, it couldn't simply enter the Main Plane-and even if it did, there was no telling whether a Legendary Mage would beat it senseless.
The gap between deities and mages might lie solely in their Divine Kingdoms. With a powerful Mage Tower or Sky Castle, a Legendary Mage really could take a deity head-on.
Hearing Kroya's voice, the silver elk immediately stopped the clouds from rising farther.
"..."
"Sorry."
After saying that, it stood beside the mist formed from moonlight and gazed into the distance, its eyes filled with intoxicated wonder.
It looked like a prisoner who had spent centuries in a cage and suddenly gained the freedom to venture outside.
Strange. Were you just born, or...
Kroya found it puzzling.
This place wasn't far