Not just Angel, but even Canaan beside him was startled. It turned its head to look around. Everything seemed so normal… There might have been some anomalies in the sky, like dark clouds, fierce winds, and sparks, but surely it wasn’t enough to affect the entirety of Lassudral, right?
With a light snap of her fingers, Fafnir made the previously surrounding Domain of Wind vanish.
Specks of sparks flew in from outside.
“What the eyes see may not be the truth,” Fafnir said, standing among the drifting sparks as she turned to look back at Angel and Canaan, who were still in a daze.
What the eyes see may not be reality. Angel actually agreed with this; as an Illusion Series wizard, he was very clear that the most basic Illusion Technique was to deceive the eyes.
But, what did this have to do with the current situation?
“You can see a creature’s outward wholeness but find it hard to see the disease within its body, and even harder to see the deep corruption of its spirit. Similarly, you see the calmness of this city but fail to see that the foundation maintaining this calm has already begun to crumble,” Fafnir said indifferently.
If every rule of Lassudral were likened to a string, then they were all in chaos or even broken at this moment.
Fafnir didn’t know why this disaster had happened, but she understood that when all these strings had problems, Lassudral was already finished.
Seeing that Angel and Canaan were still looking confused, Fafnir created a breeze anew, taking Angel’s newly separated consciousness to the outskirts of Lassudral.
When he saw the situation here, Angel’s pupils had already constricted to a slit!
This was the very edge of Lassudral, one step forward led to the Void, one step backward to solid ground. This fringe area had always been very stable, but now, massive cracks had appeared.
Through these cracks, countless rocks and foundations were falling from the fringes.
All plummeting into the deep Void.
In just a few minutes, the outermost areas had already shrunk by a circle, and this shrinkage was still accelerating at a visible rate.
It was foreseeable that if this continued, it wouldn’t be long before Lassudral would completely collapse and fall into the boundless Void.
“The end times of Lassudral are even earlier than you imagined. The current collapse is only the outer ring, but once the collapse proceeds normally, it will be a large-scale, widespread caving in,” Fafnir explained, making Angel feel even more horrified.
Canaan too saw the changes at the edge, and in its eyes, aside from shock, there was also a hint of relief after understanding the reason. It had always felt a heavy weight in its heart, but now the reason was clear.
“Lady Fafnir, then… if we are to leave, how do we go? Do we take the passage beneath Lassudral to the inner layers?” Canaan asked. Although it was somewhat shocked by Lassudral’s collapse, it wasn’t particularly attached to this place and only felt a bit of regret.
Right now, Canaan was most concerned about the method of departure.
“The Throne is approaching, Lassudral has been sealed from the time flames started floating in the sky, and now it’s not easy to get out. Even if it were possible to break through this seal, but…”
Fafnir had more to say, but Angel and Canaan both grasped her meaning.
Even if Fafnir forcibly broke the seal, she might offend the new sovereign, which was what she left unsaid. Moreover, Fafnir wasn’t entirely sure she could break the seal here.
Angel: “What should we do then? Fly up to the sky and wait?”
Fafnir sneered coldly, “The end of Lassudral isn’t limited to just the ground collapsing.”
Even the sky would be affected, unless one were to break through the seal and fly into the far reaches of the Void.
Fafnir looked up, her gaze directed towards the core area of Lassudral, “Head to the Void Tower. Even in the event of a collapse, that place will surely be the last to fall.”