In the depths of the Transcendent World.
There were many mysterious powers that could not be described in words.
Sometimes, just one additional glance could result in a terrifying strike that plunged one's life into endless downfall and destruction.
Even, some joked, "Transcendents don't need vision, because it's safer that way."
And now, Tuck had apparently encountered such a power.
The cold wind of the High Tower blew harshly.
When it hit Tuck's Wizard Robe Shield, the wind weakened quite a bit. It was still chilly on Tuck's cheeks, but at that moment, his mind was hotter than ever before.
"That fleeting glimpse just now, although I did not see much, I have gained something."
"The dimension there is very deep, and it belongs to a specific dimension of Light, a realm that is perceptible yet hard to reach in its virtual reality."
"The light is dispersed into several locations."
"It doesn't seem to be an Angel, but rather like a... part of an Angel!"
