"Ah—"
Noah sighed deeply, yet there was nothing he could do. This was the consequence of a lack of communication.
He had endured it, and although the Blazing Sky Old Deng still didn't like him, their tone had softened considerably, indicating they were ready to let it go.
But just then, the one from Hell had come looking for him. It would have been better if it had happened a bit earlier.
"Did I suffer this punishment for nothing?"
As the Golden Dragon lamented, familiar rules of suppression appeared in Noah's perception. Although it made Noah somewhat uncomfortable, it also gave him an unprecedented sense of security.
He had returned to the Material Realm.
Swish!
With ripples of space, the figure of the Golden Dragon appeared in the Mage City. The powerful fluctuation was perfectly absorbed by the city's miraculous architecture, with no power transmitted to the outside world.
"Noah, are you okay?"
