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The dim, lightless edge of the starry sky was devoid of any signs of life, with only fragments of celestial bodies gliding along their inertia, like an ever-spinning star instrument.
The closer one got to the edge of the starry sky, the denser the darkness and shattered stars became, and the "thickness" of space grew increasingly thin.
Zephyrus had no idea how far he had managed to escape until the sense of danger behind him gradually dissipated, allowing him to finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The starry sky was vast, especially outside the core.
When confronted with danger here, even the God of the West Wind couldn't guarantee that the Divine King could detect it in time.
"I never expected the Mother of Light to have such a formidable enemy."
"Luckily, I departed in time. Otherwise, the entity capable of opposing Theia might be beyond what I can handle."
