Crack, crack, crack...
"Green, Shadow of Despair of the Seven-Ring Holy Tower, not bad, not bad..."
The void turbulence swept violently, and the Wailing Stone World was too far from the Wizard World, located at the edge of this world cluster. The surrounding worlds had become very sparse, transitioning to an endless void area between world clusters. The void turbulence and the occasional top-tier void creatures passing by were beyond the ability of any World Master to resist.
Finding such a small Wailing Stone World in this vast void shadow world included a considerable amount of luck.
Standing on the palm of a metal giant walking through the void, Green looked up at the eternal mechanical true spirit wizard, but all he saw was the cold exterior of the massive metallic body. Every movement created millions of metal grinding noises, like a living space fortress walking through the void.
