Anyway, She's Just a Veela

"Had the angel's mood been this stable all month?"

Mi Jia, director of the Blood Prison Research Institute, sat atop a pile of rubies. As he gazed at the sky full of stars, he remembered the torrential rain he had encountered on his first day at Ruby Mountain.

Ruby Mountain had a phenomenon known as "gravitational flotation and accumulation." Gravity was lowest on Ruby Mountain's surface, but the moment one left the mountain's surface, gravity rapidly increased. The higher one went, the greater the gravity. In fact, as long as they rose more than three meters off the ground, an artificer's Void Wings would slam straight down.

It felt as if one had been crushed by some vast, invisible terror.

This phenomenon did not only affect artificers. Every natural phenomenon on Ruby Mountain was influenced by gravitational flotation and accumulation. Wind would whip up into Heart-Piercing Wind, hail would fall as Explosive Bomb Rain, sunlight would intensify into Vicious Light, and rain would become Soul-Melting Rain.

Mi Jia had been too excited when he first climbed Ruby Mountain. He had thought that violent storm was some kind of Trial mechanism and had stubbornly endured it without even unfolding his Saint Domain. In the end, only after nearly half his soul had been corroded did he realize something was wrong. He returned to reality and spent a full three years recuperating before he recovered.

Ruby Mountain, yearned for by countless artificers throughout history, was nothing more than a thoroughly tempered cage.

Yet artificers still climbed Ruby Mountain one after another, standing at the peak of the Void Realm to look up into the high sky. Their sight was not blocked by the Silver Mist, not obscured by the Upstream Golden Rain, and not filled by the Dream Bubble. They saw everything