By the time the other experts had already assembled at War God Mountain, Linley hadn’t actually had the chance to head out yet!
Linley had been secluded in meditation for over a year now. The magicite mine had been emptied long ago, and right now, there was a massive, multi-kilometer underground castle built here. The master of the castle was Linley. Every day, many people who worshipped Linley would come to the outside of this castle and stare at it in awe.
Beneath the Castle, within the pocket dimension room.
Outside the pocket dimension room was the terrifying anarchic space. Cracks in reality could be seen everywhere, while Linley still sat there in the meditative position, quietly training.
“Thrum!” “Thrum!”
