Their Magic Robes billowed without wind, hair and beards dancing wildly as each person endured unimaginable pressure. Mage Wendel's powerful Spiritual Power covered the entire cape, forming an invisible mental Barrier.
"Lord Silver Moon Blade, we're counting on you," Raylo sent a message to the Silver Dragon, Silver Moon Blade.
"Leave the sky to me," Silver Moon Blade responded.
Then, a vast and majestic aura veiled the high vault of heaven like a net, isolating all prying eyes.
Raylo's gaze pierced through the dazzling magical radiance, falling upon the true essence of the Array. In his "Eye of Rules," the sight before him was far more shocking than a mere torrent of energy. He saw that, with the "World Anchor" as the core, countless slender yet tenacious lines of rules were forcibly dragged out from the deep underground of Cliff Horn, intertwining and fusing with the Magic Power patterns of the Array. These lines formed the most fundamental framework of this space.
