After all, when Greya created “Creation Magic” in the Cloudnet Sea, the phenomenon lasted for hundreds of days!
Sanders’ mood suddenly improved, “Although the scale of the signs is not large, at least it drew the attention of the world consciousness, but for an Apprentice’s creation magic, it’s pretty good… But speaking of which, why does the descent of the world consciousness this time feel a bit strange to me?”
Sanders muttered to himself but didn’t think too much of it.
On the other side, Lyon was still waiting for a response from Sanders. However, seeing Sanders’ elated expression, surely Angel must be alright?
Guessing that Angel was very likely involved in spell creation, Sanders had planned to put aside his current affairs and return directly through the Plane Corridor to check the situation.
But doing so would seem overly grand, showing too much concern. Moreover, there was a chance that it wasn’t Angel who was creating the spell, which would make the return quite awkward.
If Angel was truly involved in spell creation, it would be a matter for the Witchcraft Slot anyway, so it didn’t matter if he went back sooner or later.
It would be better to complete his current tasks first to avoid wasting the casting materials for opening a Plane Corridor.
Sanders returned to reality and continued searching for his next target at Punk Theme Park, though his thoughts remained on the matter of spell creation.
If it was indeed Angel who had been creating spells, then his future path to True Knowledge would be wide open.
“It’s just that I don’t know what kind of spell he created that could be perfected in such a short time to reach the stage of becoming a technique.”
The only regret was that the scale of the phenomenon was relatively small.
…
Not many in the Southern Domain of the Wizards’ Realm took much notice of this descent of the world consciousness, including Sanders himself.
However, in the dark void not too far from the Wizards’ Realm’s planar barrier.
A gaze was directed towards the Southern Domain.
“Eh, is that the Prime Will?” A figure shrouded in nothingness in a black robe spoke with a hint of surprise.
He had left the Southern Domain not long ago and was well aware of the current situation there. Since the passage to the Flourish Continent was gone, the Southern Domain lagged far behind the other Wizard communities. Unexpectedly, even such a region had a Law Creation Phenomenon that could attract the attention of the Prime Will?
Still, what was strange was that the Prime Will didn’t seem to be on the verge of descending but rather appeared to be observing something.
Of course, that was just a metaphor from the man in the black robe. Because the Prime Will itself is also a collective consciousness and inherently lacks any bias in thought and emotion.
The man in the black robe looked slightly regretful; if the Prime Will had descended, the creator of the spells would likely gain benefits beyond imagination.
After all, a Law Creation Phenomenon invariably brings corresponding rewards.
The rewards of the Prime Will always point directly to the truth.
What a pity.
As the man in the black robe was internally shaking his head in regret, he suddenly “Eh” out loud.
It wasn’t because there was something wrong with the Law Creation Phenomenon, but rather, he sensed a familiar disturbance not too far from it.
“Could it be that I’ve sensed the malevolent personality created by the Dark Melody?” The man raised an eyebrow. When he was in the Southern Domain, he had given King Gumman a feedback because he wanted to take a peek at whether the Crimson Authority was out of control, which was to create a malevolent personality for the owner of the Crimson Authority.
He hadn’t expected to sense that individual during the Law Creation Phenomenon.
“There’s some fate here. If it weren’t for discovering the ‘Reincarnation Casket of the Undead,’ an uncontrollable artifact, I might have visited the Southern Domain to see for myself,” the man said, shaking his head with some regrets as he turned and flew into the dark void.