Purwell was quite confused, but as someone else's mount, he could only obey... The most important thing was that, in this endless starry sky, he couldn't even catch the scent of a drop of water. The talent of the Otherworldly Whale to directly traverse to a random ocean of a world couldn't be activated at all, worse than the time he got caught by that group of Evil Mages.
At that time, he knew clearly that as long as he preserved his soul, there was still a sliver of hope.
But if he were here, he might have to swim to death in this illusory starry sky!
The most critical part... He turned around several times but didn't find any trace of food!
If not for being with someone wealthy like Hill, who carries a Half-plane, entering this starry maze would require turning into Undead creatures?
