And there was also Rod.
"From now on, I'll use a portion of my power to flicker within the Spirit Mist and create tiny Spirit Pulses. Prophetic City must be watching me, must be watching Trolian. In that case, there's a high chance they'll notice these shining Spirit Pulses. I'll flicker the pulses at a fixed frequency; in Saint Longde, this pattern means an emergency, an urgent need for rescue and Healing. When we were trapped in the Black Domain, we often used this method to transmit information. The efficiency is very low and highly unstable, but nothing can block it—not even the earliest Black Fog."
Rhein raised his right hand, and with a tap of his fingertip, Rod immediately felt that at least more than sixty million kilo-ticks of Spiritual Energy had sunk into the Void, vanishing into the unseen.
He knew that this Spiritual Energy had been injected into the Spirit Mist permeating the Three Realms.
