"Warning?" Geralt asked.
"Yes, a warning sign." Yennefer nodded heavily.
"The mobilization of magic, especially large-scale magic mobilization, before the formation of spells,"
"causes corresponding fluctuations or ripples in the surrounding environment's magic, which can be felt by perceptive sorcerers or some magical beings."
"But just now, from the moment His Excellency Karl began to cast the spell to its completion, I didn't feel any signs of magical convergence at all."
Her voice trembled almost imperceptibly: "Such a level of spell control... I have only seen it in my teacher, Tissaia, a high-level sorcerer who has lived for hundreds of years."
"This means that when such experienced sorcerers finish casting and attack,"
"their enemies may barely react to what is happening until just before they die."
Yennefer's words gave Geralt a clearer understanding of Karl's power.
He looked again at the portal and at Karl with an indifferent expression by the door, and couldn't help but feel a complex feeling in his heart.
His friend's body seemed forever shrouded in an impenetrable fog.
Every time he thought he saw the limit, he always showed a more amazing side.
Karl looked at the orange portal before him, which was huge but could only actually fit one person, and frowned slightly. It clearly couldn't accommodate the two dragons.
He didn't get frustrated but focused on trying to manipulate the unstable portal, making it expand outward.
Driven by his will, the pulsating orange energy sparks on the edge of the portal seemed to be pulled by invisible hands, struggling to expand around, inch by inch.
The whirlpool in the middle of the door also twisted and grew by one or two meters... The portal gradually approached three meters in height, but it still wasn't enough for the slightly smaller Myrgtabrakke to pass through.
However, just as the portal expanded to a critical point close to three people high, a mutation occurred.
The light of the entire portal began to flicker violently and irregularly, and the energy sparks on the edges were no longer jumping in an orderly fashion, but were bursting and exploding wildly.
POOF! With a soft sound, like a bursting bubble, the orange portal suddenly shrank into a point of light, like a snuffed-out flame.
In an instant, it completely dissipated into the air, leaving only a few escaped energy remnants.
The two sisters—Geralt, Yennefer, and Tia—were stunned by this; a failure?
Karl was silent, no disappointment or surprise on his face, just silently beginning to try again.
POOF! POOF! POOF!
In the following moments, the cave echoed with the soft sound of the portal collapsing, one after another.
Karl repeatedly condensed energy, opened a portal, and carefully expanded it.
But every time the portal approached about three people in height, it seemed as if some trigger was activated.
The entire structure would instantly lose stability and suddenly collapse and dissipate.
After repeated failed attempts, Karl finally stopped, lowered his head, and fell into deep thought.
He recalled the subtle sensations when opening and expanding the portal several times.
Each time the energy reached a certain level, he faintly felt a resistance or repulsion from the surrounding space.
It was as if the amount of solar energy he used, emanating from his own body,
and the Chaos magic permeating this world had a substantial rejection and opposition.
When the energy intensity of the portal channel reached a certain critical point,
it would trigger a violent "counterattack" from the surrounding Chaos magic, causing the spatial structure to collapse without maintaining stability.
"This world's portals... the problem doesn't seem to be the difficulty of opening them..."
"The key is that the spatial structure of this world is not stable enough."
"Any portal, even one opened by the most powerful sorcerer, has an extremely small chance of collapsing, crushing the teleporter,"
"or deviating from the predetermined coordinates and teleporting to an unknown dangerous area. This risk cannot be completely avoided."
Karl remembered what Hen had told him about portals, and then analyzed it in conjunction with his own understanding.
Now, he had verified it himself. He didn't use Chaos magic,
but rather a more orderly amount of solar energy, and this rejection and opposition was more obvious and intense.
"It seems 80% of this is related to the fact that this world is deeply infected with Chaos magic and has experienced the chaos of the Conjunction of the Spheres,"
"and lacks a sufficiently powerful entity to sort out and maintain the stability of the spatial structure." Karl reached a mental conclusion.
Realizing that the root of the problem was not with him, but with the limitations of the world's rules, he decided to change his approach.
Instead of using solar energy, which might conflict with magic, he used the higher-level divine power condensed in his body.
Unlike his previous relaxed posture, which was almost effortless, this time Karl's expression was noticeably more serious.
He raised his hands and aimed them at the void before him, curled the little and ring fingers of his left hand, and raised his thumb, index, and middle fingers together.
He made a strange gesture, like a gun, aimed at the void, and a faint golden wisp gathered at his fingertips, condensing into the air.
At the same time, a clear scene of the area he had designated on the outskirts of Terra appeared in his mind.
His right hand slowly rose and began to trace circles in the void before him.
ZZZ... ZZZ... A strange, crackling sound echoed in the quiet cave.
Unlike the previous explosive sound when opening the portal, this time the sound was deeper and more stable.
Accompanied by rare golden energy particles, like sparks, they burst from the path traced by Karl's fingertips, falling to the ground.
In the void traced by his right hand, a circular hole of pure golden energy, with tiny sparks constantly spraying at the edges, was gradually "drawn" with difficulty.
At first, the hole was only the size of a human eye, and through the thin golden film of light, everyone could clearly see the scene on the other side.
It was lush vegetation, and they could even see a brightly colored butterfly flapping its wings over a bush.
"This is... a portal?" Yennefer exclaimed first, but immediately denied her own words.
"No! Impossible! A portal cannot be opened, and you can directly observe the scene on the other side!"
"He... is he creating a new, more stable spatial teleportation spell based on the principle of the original portal?!"
She pinched her arm in disbelief, and the clear pain told her this was not an illusion.
She sharply turned her head to look at Geralt and the others, her voice trembling with excitement.