He bid farewell to Uther, and walked alone out of the protection of the Void Remains Shield.
The eerie scenes of the Twisted Jungle once again came into view:
Countless organ-like "trees" squirmed in the bloody mist, with the air filled with a sweet, decaying flesh aroma.
But this time, he did not linger here.
A gentle storm surged from deeper within, caressing his body like a soft, large hand.
The wind carried Nari's unique scent—ancient, chaotic, yet warm enough to reassure.
Ron allowed this force to envelop him, as his body began to sink to the fifth layer.
Passing through the blurry boundary between layers, he felt a massive spatial transformation.
The environment here was completely different from the one he explored months ago using the Stand-In Puppet.
What should have been a more chaotic, twisted corner of the Sea of Darkness now revealed a stunning, strange beauty.
Endless deep-blue seaweed stretched all around, with water as clear as liquid Starry Sky.
