In the pitch-black Void, the World's Garment woven by rules exudes a hazy amber radiance, so dim and subdued.
If viewed from a great distance, it's easy to overlook it amidst other Material Realms, yet for some beings, this light is intensely alluring.
"This is the Material Plane you seek, a Dusk World in decline, such a world is the Evil God's favorite."
The twelve wings unfurled in the darkness emit a gentle and brilliant holy radiance, stretching endlessly for billions of miles, as the Blazing Sky God personally guides and introduces it to Noah.
However, Noah merely glanced at this Material World where even the Rule Power seemed somewhat exhausted, and then his gaze involuntarily fell upon his father-in-law beside him.
"What is it?"
Detecting Noah's gaze, Solophis looked somewhat perplexed.
"I'm curious about your current state."
