"Ugh..."
Sea of the Moon, the artificial paradise within.
Inside the Giant Tower, Gu Mo and Goddess Rengominia were at an internal observatory, observing the growth of the Imaginary Tree through specially designed glass, discussing its physiological mechanisms, combined with a simulation deduction of the Holy Spear's characteristics.
At that moment, Gu Mo's eyebrows furrowed deeply.
He paused his words, and under the puzzled gaze of the goddess opposite, he raised one hand to rub his forehead while the other gently pinched his fingers in calculation. After all, such a sudden impulse is often not an illusion but a sincere spirit, a premonition that can foresee, a sign of impending good fortune or danger.
Depending on the level of threat, the intensity of the perceived premonition also varies—
And now, the sudden warning that appeared had such an intensity that even he felt a palpitation, as if an air raid siren were blaring, frantically stimulating his nerves.
Danger!
