"Your world?"
Zich raised an eyebrow slightly, shifting his gaze from Razeil to the spatial formation that had now completely lit up.
He had originally thought Razeil would take him to some high level training area near Central City, or perhaps directly borrow one of the independent secret realms controlled by the Players Association. He had not expected that the place she intended to take him would actually belong to another world.
"To be precise, it is a private world under my control."
Razeil still held her right hand raised. Under the guidance of her power, the spatial runes covering the surfaces of the twelve metal pillars rapidly connected, while streaks of silver white light converged from the edges of the formation toward its center.
