Chapter 302: The Unfinished Floating City

The Silver Moon hung high, surrounded by numerous stars. The sky of this half-plane was identical to the one in Elasia. Its rules were too lacking; it simply could not exist independently in the Void but had to rely on the Elasian Main World.

"Yingdila, stop eating," Muria sighed, looking at the bare patch around him that was completely at odds with the wild jungle next to it. The ground beneath his feet was shallower than the surrounding area. He knew well who was responsible for it.

"Oh, sure." Upon hearing Muria's helpless voice, Yingdila obediently responded, finishing swallowing an ancient tree whole before scampering over to his side.

"Is this really a half-plane, Prince Muria?" A bunch of Five Colored Dragons, large cats, and knights had all followed them in. Except for the experienced Troy, the rest of the dragons were all looking surprised. (To the uninitiated, it's hard to understand dragon facial expressions.)