Inside Arias’ core of magic, a great transformation was taking place. The sound of thunder roared like the cries of an ancient beast, echoing within his mind, causing his senses to reel for a moment.
As the thunderous roar quieted, things began to take shape rapidly. White mist spread in all directions, soon condensing into fluffy white clouds drifting across the sky. Once the mist dissipated, a solid ground—appearing as though it had been there all along—was revealed.
Arias focused his mind on the unfolding events inside his core of magic, filled with both confusion and astonishment. In his previous life, when he had broken through from the king to emperor level, he couldn’t recall anything like this happening. ‘What is happening!?’ he wondered.