A vast and boundless, never-ending arc of land.
The ground is uneven, mountains densely packed, resembling the bright red veins of a heart, yet riddled with countless scars.
"Let's split up and take action."
The teacher said calmly, "This is the edge area, there's no danger. If you still die here, then I have nothing to say. Regroup here in three years."
Crack.
The portal closed in an instant.
The surrounding students, mostly first-year students who just enrolled.
But they are different; they are special students, claiming ancient divine parentage, all already at the false seventh order. Their goal is to seize the true cosmic rules.
A tall, bright red tentacled creature looked at its nearby companions and was the first to speak, "In the legends of old, in the cosmic membrane beneath our feet, rules flowed everywhere; it was a vibrant era, with rainbows swiftly arcing above us."
