The spiritual power in her mind, far more resilient and abundant than that of mages of the sa level, poured forth from the void like a torrent after a floodgate is opened.
Vier felt disoriented, only sensing her entire body floating in water, without a single feeling of force acting upon her.
In front of her was boundless darkness studded with countless glittering points of light, and from the corner of her eye, she could vaguely make out the imnse outline of the Aifala Continent.
"The Astral Realm..."
She murmured to herself.
In her previous life, she was far from legendary, and as a mage who primarily focused on academia and experintation, she naturally had never encountered this vast, mysterious domain often spoken of by her ntors, which harbored countless rare and precious secret treasure materials.
Yet unexpectedly, after her rebirth, she hadn’t even stepped onto the path of the transcendent. She had just reached Level 3 according to plan and was fortunate enough to step onto this legendary plane that exists outside the Material Realm.
At this mont, Vier was very interested in applying her research spirit, finding sothing in the Astral Realm for deep study.
Unfortunately, rely being able to escape briefly from the Material Realm and arriving here was all that her trump card—known as [Vier’s Exile Technique], salvaged from the river of ti—could accomplish.
To move freely, she would have to wait until she owned her own mage tower or thoroughly prepared herself to combat the various deadly radiations and dangerous enemies pervasive in the Astral Realm.
For now, she could only float here, quietly waiting.
Waiting for the spell to use the Astral Realm’s unique environnt, loose yet connecting various planes, to completely banish that Red Dragon, and then teleport herself, as the spellcaster, back to the Material Realm.
In the depths of her mind, one of the few trump cards capable of turning around most dire situations she could encounter was completely depleted.
Vier’s spiritual power was also entirely drained.
The last trace of the giant dragon’s roar, filled with anger, disappeared into the boundless darkness.
She felt dizzy, as if the entire world in front of her was spinning.
An unprecedented sense of weakness burst forth from all over her body.
She could not even take a mont to appreciate the mysteries of ti and space travel when the solidity of the ground already transmitted a real sensation to her feet.
"I’m back."
Vier thought to herself.
But her legs suddenly gave out, and her overextended body nearly collapsed.
"Tch."
The entirely grey-white, marble-like clean magic wand sunk its end deep into the wet soil, splattering mud onto its shaft.
Shaking hands supported the magic wand, using this piece of magic equipnt, worth enough to buy an entire street in a remote town, as a crutch.
Only then did Vier barely avoid completely falling and rolling into the mud and water.
Of course, getting wet in the rain was unavoidable.
In her current state, there was nothing more she could manage to care about.
Having just been teleported back, her clothes and hair were already drenched by the pouring rain.
Stifling the swirling dizziness in her mind, she forced herself to stay conscious with sheer willpower to avoid fainting on the spot.
Vier looked ahead.
What greeted her eyes, however, was only emptiness.
She could vaguely see only so footprints in the mud, gradually fading as the rain washed over them.
At this mont, even though she had anticipated it, a trace of disappointnt still flashed uncontrollably in her amber eyes.
Before casting the spell, she had instructed her teammates not to leave temporarily.
She also explained the ti the spell might take, hoping they could be there when she returned to assist her.
Now, however, there was still a long ti before the agreed thirty minutes were up.
And the empty area... Clearly showed their choice.
Co to think of it, she had only temporarily joined the team, having used so unorthodox ans for it and indeed having no rapport with the few teammates.
Moreover, honestly speaking, facing an adult Red Dragon, whose dragon breath alone could burn a person to ashes, she herself would not linger for long at the spot, for her own survival.
After all, if the banishnt failed, returning to the Material Realm would not be the spellcaster, but that Red Dragon... Staying was waiting for death.
From a rational survival instinct, leaving was the most correct choice.
Vier thus comforted herself in her heart.
Yet her brain grew even fuzzier, as if she would faint any second.
And it was at this mont.
A pungent scent of blood suddenly washed over her nose with the rainfall, filling the humid air.
This jolted her whole being, reviving even the previously lethargic spirit slightly.
Turning her head, she instinctively looked towards the direction from which the blood scent emanated.
What appeared in her sight was a familiar figure lying motionless on the ground, the blood from their wound soaking into the soil beneath.
"Sava!?"
Vier cried out in astonishnt.
She stumbled forward.
There was no need to check closely, that wound from behind pierced through their neck, revealing even the grass below, already indicated the body’s identity.
She hadn’t even had ti to investigate the truth about the opportunity that had so greatly augnted their strength.
The girl had joined the team to achieve a primary goal, the future big shot who would stir up affairs in the whole Pan Yun Province, one of the most notorious traitors on the battle line of the Alliance...
Had died just like that?
For a mont, the powerful shock left Vier sowhat at a loss.
Her first reaction was not to ponder what the escort team encountered after she left, nor to search for any still-living teammates around, nor to be on guard against potential enemies.
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