1118 1118. Royal Metal

"We have beaten the second guardian," King Elbas said as he landed on the metallic land. "The raw laws are at the center of this region."

"What is this land?" Great Elder Diana asked. "How many more guardians do we have to face?"

Her patience had reached its limits after swimming through the magma for years. The last part had been even worse since she hadn't been able to use her power as she wished.

Noah could feel part of that annoyance now that he floated next to that black metal. Having the range of his consciousness restricted made him virtually blind in that foreign environment.

He guessed that the suppression would be even stronger once deep inside the region. For the first time since the beginning of the mission, Noah thought that his level wasn't suitable for that journey.

King Elbas glanced at the group still floating in the magma. Runes shone in his eyes, and his expression didn't carry his usual arrogance.