The bow of the Ten Thousand Miles of Sunshine sliced through the Crystal Wall of the G-771 Plane as smoothly as a red-hot knife through butter.
This time, there was no earth-shattering boom. Thanks to the massive amount of data collected during their previous traversal of the Y-417 Plane, Jarvis had run tens of thousands of simulated optimizations on the dimensional navigation engine's output curve. As a result, the commotion of this entry was even smaller than anticipated.
Outside the bridge's observation window, the colorful light bands of the Sea of Magical Power rapidly faded away, replaced by the sight of a vast continent surrounded by a boundless ocean.
Allen didn't waste time admiring the scenery in the stratosphere. He directly inputted the Star Gate's predetermined coordinates into the navigation system. The colossal black warship immediately adjusted its posture, dipping its bow as it descended toward the northern part of the continent.
