The world around Azrael spun once again, just like it had a few hours ago when he used the cross-galaxy teleportation formation.
However, unlike last time, he felt no discomfort this time and when everything returned to normal, the chimes of birds and the cool breeze carrying the scent of the forest reached his senses.
Azrael looked around with a curious expression and found himself in the middle of what appeared to be a forest.
The trees around him were quite tall, reaching nearly twenty to thirty meters in height.
Just as he was observing his surroundings—
(You have entered the Fragment of Ancient Genesis)
His status window—which was different from those of other people sent him a notification.
"Ancient Genesis..." Azrael frowned upon seeing the message. "Shouldn't I be inside the Eonrift?"
As soon as he spoke—
(You have entered the Trial Ground of Eonrift)
A new stream of information appeared directly in his mind, sent by the world itself.
