Southern Continent, on a secluded hill.
As the sun hung obliquely above the horizon, with the time already evening, a subtle magic fluctuation suddenly appeared.
The blue magic gradually became distinct, then began to flow in the air.
It moved with agility as if possessing life, seemingly searching for something here.
Soon, the magic stabilized in the air about two meters high, forming a ring. Within this area, the scenery became blurred by a spell, as if gradually connecting with some other place.
Pop-pop—
Without warning, two people suddenly fell out from inside.
They landed in succession, face down on the ground, muttering as they got to their feet.
The girl among them was the first to complain:
"Ronald, this teleportation spell is really thrilling, I feel like I need to fix myself up again."
The other person got up and immediately replied:
"Warner Son also mentioned that there'd be considerable risk. Since we were late, suffering through this once is our punishment."
