"Can you feel it? It seems we're arriving. Prepare for landing."
As the pull beca faster, Kane could feel they were about to reach their destination, promptly reminding everyone.
Arriving at the destination through this teleportation thod certainly wouldn't let you land smoothly on the ground.
A portal of light appeared at the end of the lines in front, rapidly enlarging.
Like a giant mouth, until it swallowed everyone whole.
In that instant, they shot out from the light portal like arrows.
In an instant, they were greeted by the fresh air outside, a slightly cool breeze brushing against their faces.
Sensing arrival, Kane, already prepared, steadied his feet firmly on the ground but still slid forward twice due to the impact.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
Longbei made a strange sound, trying to control his body but still staggered forward.
Seeing Longbei about to crash into a passerby, Kane quickly created a net in front of him, securely catching him.
Only then did he adjust his posture, standing stably on the ground.
The passerby seed to sense sothing, turned his head to glance twice, then stared at Kane and nodded.
Longbei shook his head and walked over.
"Wow, this teleportation thod is quite novel indeed. Which fool invented this way?"
Grumbling non-stop.
At this mont, a hand patted Longbei's shoulder.
Longbei turned his head to look.
A tall mature woman with jet-black hair pinned up, a slender hairpin running through it, embedded with a bright gemstone.
Her mature face had alluring eyes, pupils like orange-red, with lustrous pink glowing beneath her fair skin.
Most striking were her fiery red lips, a black mole at the corner of her mouth.
She wore a form-fitting green and white robe, which raised up to her waist, the slits starting at the inner thigh.
Her fair, straight legs stepped elegantly in black high heels.
Facing an unfamiliar person, Longbei still politely asked, "Anything you need?"
She bent slightly, pointed to herself, smiled, and said, "I'm that fool."
"You're the fool! You..."
Longbei realized, his face slightly reddened.
Talking bad about soone in front of the person involved?
An awkward aura filled the air montarily.
Even Kane and others nearby felt a wave of embarrassnt.
Kane hurriedly went over, smoothing the situation.
"Haha, sorry, Miss. My teammate didn't know you invented it; he was just being candid, grumbling a bit, with no intent to offend."
The mature woman straightened up, waved her hand, and said indifferently, "Don't worry, it doesn't bother ; after all, you're not the first to say so."
Then she shrugged helplessly, her expression unchanged.
Arms crossed, she rested one hand on her cheek, watching Kane and the others.
"Is this your first ti at the Mark point? Newly promoted to Tricolor?"
There was nothing wrong in admitting this, Kane nodded.
After Kane responded, she turned her gaze to Kreya and others.
However, after Kane responded, Kreya and others had no intention of speaking.
"We're all the sa."
Kane said from the side.
The woman nodded, "Promoting to Tricolor at this ti? How curious."
These people's concept of ti? The World Ring's been active for almost 4 years, yet they feel it's just begun?
Unable to fathom, truly living too briefly, too young.
Once Kane finished his sigh, Kreya and others began observing their surroundings.
After all, it was their first ti reaching a coordinate point beyond the Mist that never shifts with space.
White mist still surrounded nearby, but unlike outside, it wasn't tightly engulfing them.
Not like the misty world, but like morning haze, thinly wrapped around, only slightly affecting vision.
Yet the environnt of the Mark point still surprised Kane and others.
Not particularly impressive, but remarkably basic.
For a place where Tricolor-level powerhouses gather, in the outside world, it would be a divine presence.
Not asking for grandeur, majesty.
But at least presentable, clean, with creativity.
Yet before Kane and others stood a stone tower roughly 30 ters tall.
A true tower with hollowed-out spiraling staircases inside, at the top, a bell-like object.
Perhaps better nad a Bell Tower.
Apart from this, the stone tower had no special features.
Surrounded by various casually placed structures, scattered around.
Like wooden boards a child randomly assembled.
Many even appeared worn out.
Only a few indistinguishable figures sparsely stood around, seemingly waiting for sothing.
"Disappointed, aren't you?"
The lady hadn't left, standing beside Kane and others, watching as they scanned the surroundings, asking casually based on their expressions.
Without waiting for Kane and others to ask or say anything, the woman began speaking to herself.
"The only feature here is the recordable coordinate mark, next ti you can directly enter the Land of Mist to arrive here; nothing special otherwise."
"People at the three-color level have limited synesthesia ti; naturally, they co here to explore beyond the Mist. There's no point in wasting ti here when you can't even recover your spirit."
"People at the five-color level either have their own territory or their own matters to attend to. This place isn't really worth residing in to kill ti."
"But there are so people like that; these houses were left behind by them. It's also fair to say that those willing to live here don't care much."
After speaking, she pointed toward a large notice board at the tower's base.
"If there's anything you need for teaming up or require assistance, just write it down on a piece of paper and post it there; soone will naturally spread the news."
After listening to this friendly explanation from the woman, Kane nodded: "Thank you for your help and clarification."
The woman waved her hand, leaving only her silhouette behind.
"No need; everyone arrives this way."
Then she ducked into a shabby little cabin nearby.
As the mature woman left, Kreya suddenly said: "Co to think of it, we still don't know her na."
"No worries. Since she can invent such a teleportation thod, it ans she's certainly known within this circle. If we want to know, we can find out easily," Kane said on the side.
After saying this, he turned around, surveying the surroundings, and noticed there were barely ten figures scattered above.
"Truly disappointing; doesn't seem worth wandering around."
The more he looked, the more disheartening it beca.
He felt a sudden urge to wave his hand and make the place less simplistic.
Though he said that, Kane still led Kreya and the others toward the base of the Bell Tower.
They arrived at the massive notice board.
There were many papers pinned on it.
"Wow, why is it all team recruitnt papers? Don't three-color level people have teammates?"
Longbei was amazed as he looked at the papers on the board.
?
Everyone turned their heads to stare at him, their eyes revealing confusion.
"So you weren't pretending before; you really didn't know?"
Kane walked over and patted him on the shoulder.
"Put it this way: a full team like ours, progressing from copper level to three-color without anyone dropping out, there's likely just us."
"No wonder Mark Lad was so surprised earlier; so that's what it was,"
Longbei seed to understand and nodded.
However, Kane was slightly surprised seeing all the team recruitnt papers on the board. He didn't expect they would all be about recruiting teammates for joint action.
In this place, everyone is at the three-color level, yet needing teammates to proceed indicates that crisis events in so World Fragnts are indeed still dangerous and deadly.
Upon thinking more carefully, after all, they're exploring shattered World Fragnts.
There must be so exaggerated reason for a world to break into fragnts.
Under these circumstances, encountering so sufficiently deadly and hazardous entities is entirely reasonable.
Upon further reflection, they had spent so much ti here.
Yet they had only encountered completely lifeless World Fragnts.
"Nothing much to see here, let's head up and record this place first."
Upon hearing Kane's words, everyone nodded.
Then they entered the cylindrical stone tower.
Walking up the spiral staircase to the top.
There were only a few marking points, each with a Bell Tower.
Marking this place clearly is very simple.
Kane arrived below the Copper Bell.
Magic Power infused into his hand, striking the bell.
Dong!
The crisp bell sound echoed throughout the marked location.
So figures staying at the marked point raised their heads slightly to glance, then withdrew their gaze.
Newcors arrived; this happens from ti to ti, so there's nothing unusual about it.
What made them glance was the uncommon timing; it has been years since they heard the bell sound.
Dong!
Another sound? Grouping together is indeed interesting.
Dong!
Hmm, but there's another one?
The remaining figures at the marked point couldn't help but glance at the tower's summit.
To have three people marking at once during this period is peculiar indeed.
After all, the bell only needs to be struck once, automatically marking even if traveling to other points.
Dong!
Dong!
Two more rings followed.
In a short span, five bell rings ant five newcors arrived.
This inevitably made certain individuals contemplate so unexpected scenarios.
Could they be a team that ascended together?
This absurd idea entered their minds.
Yet most internally dismissed it silently.
Maybe they were acquaintances.
So who hadn't ventured outside the Mist were contemplating whether to check outside for any big news.
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