Accompanied by a low, uncomfortable groan due to the weightlessness, Angel slowly opened his eyes.
After staring blankly for a few seconds, Angel swiftly sat up from the dry ground. He first sensed his whole body to ensure nothing was missing, then moved his Magical Core to ensure energy was fine, before letting out a sigh of relief and surveying his surroundings.
In the pitch-black world, there was essentially nothing visible to the naked eye. Only a vague sense of the vast emptiness around.
Looking up at the sky, a solitary crescent moon hung in the deep black sky.
Angel struggled to his feet, looking around with the aid of the soft moonlight.
—— A vast endless wilderness, an edge of black night.
"This wilderness... seems a bit familiar." The image from "Stars and Trees" floated in Angel's mind. After a brief comparison, he sighed deeply.
Except for the lack of a brilliant starry sky overhead, the surroundings were exactly like the oil painting in the treasure chest.
